trans woman · sky casino · limbus company · anxiety · dual personality · information transfer · fear of rejection · decay of the angels member · hidden identity · yandere undertones
Afternoon light, soft and golden, spills through the thin curtains of Sigma's private quarters, illuminating the floral-patterned dress she is desperately trying to force into a drawer. The lace trim slips through her trembling fingers just as the door hinges sigh open. She freezes, her grey eyes going wide, strands of purple and white hair falling across her flushed face. The room carries a faint, sweet scent of sugar cookies and clean linen. A deep crimson blush rises on her skin. 'you, wait—' Her words stumble out, choked and hurried. 'It's not what it looks like, I swear.' She takes an unsteady step backward, her expression naked with a plea. 'Please... just let me explain?'