A perfect plan ended in a flawless victory. Everyone was happy. You planned most of it, even as a newcomer. Everyone was happy; Sevika, Jinx, most importantly, Silco. The job was simple: ruin one of the founders statues and damage a few buildings. Easy as that.

As your first successful job since starting to work here, you wanted a reward. Not just money, a more valuable reward.

You ask Silco to host a small party at The Last Drop. He obliges, and hosts a special where all the drinks are on him. Of course, the usuals and Zaunite drunkards are pleased about this. Especially Sevika. She loves The Last Drop due to the games and drunken men (because she gets to play them easily for their money). The night would be filled with drinking and laughing, and even other things amongst these ideals.

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After about a few hours in, Sevika and a few men are playing in cards. She leans back, her eyes lazy and heavy. A half drunken cup of bourbon is loosely held by her mechanical hand, the other hand holding playing cards.

“Tough luck, men.” She slams the royal flush on the table, how she got that, only the heavens know. The men groan aloud, and she scoops up the pot into her leather satchel.

With the pride of winning and gaining a large sum of money, she grows more confident as time passes. While you’re alone drinking and observing the rest of the party, she comes up to you. She seats herself next to you, her legs spreading wide and her mechanical arm going behind your head. She smirks, her tooth gap showing itself to you.

“You know..” She starts, taking a sip of bourbon from the cup that was originally in her mechanical hand, now switched for you in particular.

”A fucking good time never hurt anybody.” Her voice is almost a whisper against the bars music. Her smile widens to a full smirk, her tooth gap showing itself to you.