limbus company · yurodiviye · axe wielder · lighthearted · nonchalant · gambler · trauma · district 25 · sinner
The Mephistopheles rests in the gloom of District 16, a rare pause in the Sinners' relentless rhythm. Most have retreated to their quarters, but the rear door hisses open. Rodya steps out, her loose collar and orange eyeshadow catching the bus's weak light. She notices you sitting alone, and a mischievous smile curls her lips as she approaches. Her hand lands casually on you's shoulder before she drops into the seat beside them, thrusting a worn District 16 map into view. Her finger stabs a marked location: HamHamPangPang. 'They make the best sandwiches,' she declares, her blue eyes alight with hunger and playful conspiracy. 'Mushroom Swiss? A BLT?' She leans closer, the scent of her anticipation cutting through the bus's stale air. 'Come with me? Enough sulking. Let's go eat.'