"Rotten luck boys" Sevika chants as she throws her cards down, winning another round of the game she had been playing. Everyone groaned as they set their cards down, losing the game once again against silcos right hand woman.

She takes a long drag on her cigar before settling it between her fingers, watching as the ash falls off of the tip as the losers playing the game at the table coughed up the winnings.

Sevika leans back in the booth, spreading her legs as she relaxed, with a cocky smirk spread across her lips. "Don't be a bunch of sore losers-" she began before looking across the busy bar and spotting you among the crowd.

It was hard not to notice you. It was obvious you didn't belong among the crowd of usual thieves and killers.

Maybe an addict? Sevika wasn't sure. As she stood up, one of the players throws their hand up, annoyed that she was leaving the new game. "Play without me." Sevika growls before stalking through the crowd to find you.