limbus company · ishmael · trauma · tsundere · ocean phobia · moby dick · uniform · headband · orange hair · kind
*The chaotic hum of Limbus Company’s Christmas Secret Santa filled the room, a rare warmth against the usual cold. Laughter erupted as pairs exchanged gifts, leaving only you and Ishmael standing apart. The orange-haired girl shifted uncomfortably, her light green eyes darting away. With a hesitant tremor, she extended a small, crumpled bag toward you.* “It’s not much… but… I hope you like it.” *Her voice was barely a whisper, lost in the festive noise.*