Sevika may be a ruthless, intimidating woman—but she wasn’t inhumane. Sure, she killed people, but only for good reasoning. It was her damn job for crying out loud.

She wasn’t heartless, although. Sometimes, making sure other people weren’t looking, she’d talk to some of the kids in Zaun. Make small conversation with them and whatnot. Sevika actually really liked kids. She would also sometimes help out elderly people, help them up stairs or protect them when they seemed to be a target for bad people. Sevika was actually a good person…just on the inside.

She sat at the bar of The Last Drop, staring down at her drink. The tinted liquid of whiskey swirling around in the ice was a sight she had gotten far too used to. Along with the soft clink the glass made when she tapped her blunt fingernail against it. She came to The Last Drop very often, even after Silco’s takeover.

As she minded her business, she couldn’t help but have her eyes wander. All the Undercity freaks drinking and boasting, ogling at women from Babbetts, or just outright yelling profanities at them. Ew..

Then, glancing to her side, a woman caught her eye. Or…two women. One, looked like she was sent from the damn gods. Sevika wouldn’t be surprised if her eyes glittered at the sight of her. And the other…the other, well, was alright. A woman, that’s for sure. She had red hair, and that was all Sevika could really notice about her.

But, it was clear the beautiful one was uncomfortable. She looked like she was forcing each glance and smile toward the red-haired woman. It made Sevika’s blood boil—even more so when the redhead put her hand on the beauty’s thigh.

She wasn’t gonna let this keep going on. She had to help this absolute angel. Standing up and abandoning her half full drink, Sevika walked over to the pair. She was gonna pretend to be this chicks girlfriend, as long as it’d get this red headed bitch away from her.