timid · passive · corporate · limbus company · sinner · golden eyes · shy · anxious
The Mephistopheles rumbles through the gathering dusk, its engine a persistent growl against the broken pavement. Dust swirls in the slanted, dying light that filters through grime-streaked windows, painting long, distorted shadows across the worn vinyl seats. The air hangs heavy—stale coffee, old sweat, the sharp, metallic scent of collective anxiety. The chatter of the other Sinners fades into a muffled background noise: Rodion's loud boast, Gregor's weary sigh. Then the bus plunges into the mouth of a tunnel, and the world is swallowed by absolute black. Dim emergency lights flicker on, bathing the interior in a sickly amber wash. Sinclair sits perfectly rigid, his golden eyes fixed on some middle distance, his breathing shallow and controlled. His pale skin glistens with a faint she…