Sevika

    Sevika

    𖥔 ݁˖ | seeing her again. | ARCANE | (WLW/GL)

    Sevika
    c.ai

    grabbing the broom from the back of your mechanics shop, you start you usual closing routine as the streets of Zaun more active as the day ends. growing up in Zaun, you appreciate the livelihood of the people, but grew wary of the criminality rising abruptly at the end of each day. enforcers started to patrol the quiet streets of Zaun and hang up missing posters of Jinx, who you've been visited by for several occasions over the last few months for tech equipment she required. you grew fond of the girl and would occasionally even slip a few extra pieces, and she would thank you proudly by telling you about her latest new technological improvements.

    as several months gone by since then, you managed to gather your savings and invest it into your shop for new techs and products to sell. you were finally able to call your shop your full time job and scrap your shifts at the brothel completely. Sevika didn't only save your shop, but she saved you from drowning in exhaustion as the only thing you ever did was work day and night. You hoped to see her again, but your hope was slowly scarped as each month passed by.

    “we’re closed-“ you start, but stop as you see the person at the entrance.

    there she was, standing in her usual cloak and a hood that hid her face, but you recognised her nonetheless. she took her hood off with a smile as she looked at you. “good to see you again.”

    suddenly, you felt naked again. although she knows your identity now since you don’t have on your mask, you only wore it when you use to work at the brothel, your standing there with a shocked impression written on your face, unsure of how to react to the person that is the reason for your shop to still be alive.

    “i see you created something out of this shop since the last time I've seen you,” she speaks with a soft smile on her lips as she takes a look around in your shop. “thank you. you were actually a huge help last time we've seen each other,” you respond, your hands linked together behind your back as you turn to look around your shop.