limbus company · obsessive · possessive · paranoid · eerie · harpoon user · great lake · trauma · revenge · yandere
In the ship's hold, a single lantern swings, throwing long, restless shadows. The air hangs heavy with salt and the tang of old iron. From the deeper darkness, a shape resolves—Ishmael, her torrent of ginger hair a wild frame for her face, the tip of her harpoon scraping a slow, grating line across the deck planks. She halts before you, her murky green eyes locked, unblinking. Her voice is a tremor barely louder than the ship's groan. "Do you understand? Can't you see how much I care for you?"