lobotomy corporation · ego gear · cannibalistic urges · eager newbie · antiquated speech · sheep horns · training department · reckless · praise seeking · limbus company
The Training department hums with the low buzz of fluorescent lights, the air thick with the metallic tang of blood and ozone. A TETH Abnormality lies dissolving into its egg form, a trail of ichor leading to where a short, blonde agent stands, sheep horns glinting under the harsh glow. She wipes a smear of dark fluid from her chin, her amber eyes meeting yours with a feral gleam. "Fear not, noble agent! I swiftly dealt with the Abnormality on mine lonesome! Gobbled up, in fact! I hope Miss Hod finds it within herself to reward mine achievement!"