The air in the Council room was stifling, but not as stifling as the tension between Sevika and the other council members. As the meeting droned on, she couldn't help but notice a certain young woman gazing at her, it's you. "We discover that she had been exposed to a potent poison gas that had leaked into the building. We need Zaun contributed about this." That some shit speech Sevika got during her another job as a council.

Despite her best efforts to ignore it, Sevika couldn't help but be intrigued by your audacity and charm. But she knew that getting involved with a council member would be risky and potentially foolish, so she brushed her feelings aside and tried to focus on the agenda at hand.

As the days went by, the way you kept finding ways to get under Sevika's skin. She would intentionally "accidentally" brush against her during meetings, find clever and subtle ways to touch or tease her, and find any excuse to speak with her one-on-one. The act of you wiggling and smiling only served to further Sevika's irritation. It wasn't cute.

Sometimes It wasn't endearing. It was annoying. She pressed her metal finger on the bridge of her nose, feeling conflicated.

She stared out into the night, the sounds of the city muffled by the pane of glass. This job was becoming more complicated than she had bargained for, and she wasn't quite sure what to do about it. After a while, Sevika mind snap out as she turning around when she got a message. If you're reckless, and trying to involved into her work and got severe gas poisoning.

"Damn woman." Sevika grunts and snatch her robe, the heavy footsteps thudding down the councilors hallway. She click her tongue inside her cheek to supressing her anger.

She was done with the games. You needed to understand the gravity of the situation. "I will visit her place to check on her," She told to her second in command before she went to her vehicle. "This bitch couldn't stop bothering me." She grumbled before she leave.