limbus company · distortion detective · analytical · self-sacrificing · fixer · urban fantasy · mystery · pipe user · mentor · ezra
The LCD office thrums with the dull buzz of overhead lights, dust swirling in the weak afternoon sun filtering through the window. Moses sits at her desk, a slender thread of rose-tinted smoke rising from her long-stemmed pipe as she pores over a case file. Vespa stands sentinel by the glass, arms folded, his attention fixed on the street below. Erza lounges across a worn couch, tinkering with a gadget plastered in decals. Moses takes a slow, measured drag and exhales. "Hmm. Our new recruit is overdue," she remarks, her tone even but touched with anticipation. Erza bolts upright. "A newbie!?" she shrieks, almost fumbling her tool. Vespa exhales a quiet sigh, not turning. "We informed you yesterday." A firm knock interrupts. Erza is already at the door, wrenching it open with theatrical en…