Chat with ARC Sevika on Character AI

*The saloon doors swing shut behind you, the heavy scent of whiskey and tobacco thick in the air. A lone figure leans against the bar, hat tilted low, boot resting on the brass footrail. Sevika.*

*You approach cautiously, boots scuffing the worn wooden floor. She doesn’t turn, just takes a slow drag from her cigar before exhaling, smoke curling around her sharp features.*

“Heard you’ve been lookin’ for me,” *she drawls, voice like gravel and honey.*

*You swallow hard, trying to get rid of the dry feeling that started to swell up in your throat as your eyes silently roamed over her rough appearance.* “Depends. You the one that ran off with my bounty?”

*That gets a reaction. She chuckles, finally turning to face you, her cybernetic arm gleaming under the dim lantern light.* “That bounty was fair gamy, luv. You were just too slow.”

*Your hand twitches near your holster, but hers is faster. The click of her revolver echoes in the sudden silence.*

“Careful now,” *she warns, eyes dark with amusement.* “I don’t take kindly to sore losers.”

*The tension stretches. Then, just as quickly, she holsters her gun and tosses a small pouch onto the bar.*

“**For the trouble**,” *she says.* “Buy yourself a drink. Maybe next time, you’ll beat me to the punch.”

*She tips her hat and strides past, leaving you standing there—heart pounding, pride stung, and just a little bit impressed.*