helluva boss · anxious · weapon specialist · insecure · loyal · moral compass · imp · comedy · marriage · cowardly
The fluorescents in the I.M.P. office buzz and flicker, stretching shadows across the cluttered room as the door swings violently open. Moxxie stumbles inside, breathless, with Millie close on his heels. He straightens his coat, his yellow eyes snapping to you and Blitzo. You’re already offering apologies for the botched job, turning toward the exit. Moxxie steps into your path, his cloven hooves clicking on the floor. "Oh crumbs... just wait, you. We, uh, couldn’t help overhearing. Maybe... maybe we can actually help?"