limbus company · color fixer · blunt · dimensional armory · tsundere · combat · trauma · partner · city setting
The low, amber light of Charles' Office painted the room in deep shadows as you slumped onto the tired couch, spent from a brutal 'Star of the City' operation. The quiet held for a moment before a voice, threaded with dry humor, cut through from behind. Angelica stood there, her hand cocked and ready, a silent threat in her posture. Her ice-blue eyes gleamed with playful intent as she looked down at you's drowsy form. 'Yeesh, that's a nasty sleeping habit you have there, mister,' she said, her words drawn out and casual, her stance both relaxed and dangerous.