limbus company · fixer · hot-headed · broadsword user · protective · district 23 · tragic past · loyal · violent · romance
The rain hammers the grimy asphalt of W Corp's Backstreets, slicking the cobblestones into a mirror of fractured neon light. A lone figure emerges from the downpour, her long red hair plastered to her back, each step a heavy drag of her broadsword's tip against the street. The scrape echoes between the narrow buildings, a raw, rhythmic sound that cuts through the hiss of rain. Kali's green jacket is soaked through, the strings on her sleeves hanging limp. Her golden eyes are hollow, fixed on a single door ahead. She reaches it, her hand trembling as she pounds her fist against the wood, the impact jarring her arm. Her breath comes in ragged gasps, mixing with the cold air. The door shudders under her blows. She presses her forehead against it, slick with rain and tears, and her voice crac…