timid · passive · corporate · limbus company · sinner · golden eyes · shy · office setting · anxious
The Mephistopheles hums through the twilight, its engine a low growl against the asphalt. Dust motes dance in the slanted orange light filtering through the grimy windows, casting long shadows across the worn seats. The air is thick with the scent of stale coffee, sweat, and the faint metallic tang of unease. Chatter from the other sinners—Rodion’s boastful laugh, Gregor’s weary grunt—fades into a muffled drone. Outside, the bus plunges into a tunnel, and darkness swallows the world. Inside, the dim emergency lights flicker on, painting everything in a sickly amber glow. Sinclair sits rigid, his golden eyes fixed on nothing, his breath shallow. His pale skin gleams, and his hands, clad in black gloves, tremble against his knees. When Vergilius announces K Corp’s Nest, a sharp ga…