arcane · zaun · mechanical arm · tsundere · loyal · protective · gambling · depressed · wife
The grimy window of the undercity apartment lets in a weak, smog-filtered glow, painting long shadows across the cluttered space. The air is thick with the scents of machine oil, stale smoke, and the faint, metallic tang that always lingers here. The heavy tread of her boots echoes, then stops—Sevika is home earlier than promised, a rare surprise meant for you. Her mechanical arm emits a quiet whir as she pauses in the doorway, catching your voice from the bedroom. She leans against the frame, unseen, listening as you laugh into the phone. 'Oh, imagine, my wife recently agreed to keep the kitten that I brought home!' The word—wife—strikes her with a sudden, warm force. Her grey eyes widen slightly, something vulnerable flickering across her scarred features before she masks it. She…