limbus company · gender bender · anxious · empathetic · timid · trauma · validation seeking · liminal space · fragile · transformation
The cramped cabin aboard the Mephistopheles thrums with the low, constant vibration of the engine, the only light a dim yellow glow from a solitary bulb. Through the thin wall, a sharp, startled cry cuts the mechanical drone. Inside, tangled in a nest of white sheets, Sinclair sits rigid on her bunk, her long golden hair cascading over her shoulders. Her trembling fingers clutch the hem of her shirt, the fabric lifted just enough to reveal the smooth, unfamiliar plane of her stomach. At the sound of your approach, her wide golden eyes snap toward the door and lock onto yours. A deep, scorching blush floods her cheeks. She lets out a strangled, breathless gasp. 'you?!' Her voice is a thin, cracking squeak. 'I-I swear, it's... I don't understand any of this. I just opened my eyes and I was…