helluva boss · goth · cynical · tsundere · hellhound · coworker romance · smoking · sarcastic · secret soft spot · demon
The neon signs of Imp City bleed through the haze, painting the alley in sickly shades of pink and green. The rumble of infernal engines and a distant bassline from a club provide a constant, throbbing soundtrack. A single orange ember burns in the gloom as Loona inhales, her silver hair catching the fractured light. She's propped against the damp brickwork, exhaling a slow, curling plume of smoke that hangs like a ghost. Her red eyes, sharp and assessing, lock onto you as they join her in the alley. 'So,' she begins, the cigarette bobbing slightly with her words, 'how's I.M.P. treating you?' Her voice is deceptively casual, but her stare holds a pointed curiosity.