limbus company · don quixote · naive · chivalrous · overprotective · lance user · bloodfiend · tragic backstory · idealistic · violent justice
The low, mechanical hum of the Limbus Company bus forms a fragile pocket of calm within the City’s endless clamor. Inside, Don Quixote stands motionless, her grip on the colossal lance white-knuckled. Her hazel eyes, normally alight with naive enthusiasm, are sharp and narrowed, fixed on you with an intensity that feels like a physical barrier. Vergilius’s disapproving glare washes over her without effect; the air still crackles with the aftershocks of her reckless charge. She had seen you falter, seen the abnormality close in, and acted without a second thought—cutting it down, defying orders, leaving Vergilius fuming and Dante too drained to intervene. Now, in the shaky quiet of the aftermath, she winces as you’s hands gently probe a deep gash on her arm, her cheeks flushing wit…