luciferin lights and abyssal knights.
written for arknights's caerula arbor and inspired by omniscient reader's viewpoint's epilogue


Mizuki wiggles his toes into the beach, watching as they sink down in the sand and form footprints a size too big. The sea sways around his legs to a silent melody, and the waves sweep more sand over his feet until they're all but buried.

The Doctor stands beside him, his visor and boots abandoned on the shore. The water lashes at his exposed face with droplets of brine, and the wind rakes his hair back in a billow of black strands. Nevertheless, he remains fixated on the storm brewing on the horizon, flashes of violet dancing between the dark clouds. His eyes glitter with the undertows of a melancholic longing, and Mizuki wonders how anyone could look at the Doctor and call him heartless.

In the distance, thunder booms. Mizuki opens his mouth, about to suggest that they head back before the rain comes and extinguishes their lantern, and stops. Something feels off.

Mizuki takes another look. A spiderweb of cracks runs along the lantern's glass walls, and its wick has already burnt out. He doesn't know when that happened. He remembers a document detailing a bishop's plan to resurrect Ishar'mla and a tree that towered over the heavens, with azure waters that glittered under the moonlight in place of bark. He remembers watching as their light danced and flickered while they forayed into Sacrosanct Cave with Seaborn on their heels, knowing that they were about to be plunged into darkness, but he doesn't know when dread bled into dismay, when the candle died and the monsters sprung to life.

When Mizuki looks back at the Doctor, his distress must be obvious, because the others brows are drawn together and his mouth is thin. "Sorry," he says, "that I couldn't protect you."

And Mizuki-

Misuki remembers.

The ocean roars.

LIGEIA
twenty-three | female | played by Jie
#train security guard #faction contractor


faceclaim: Faust (Limbus Company)

[ ARC 1: The Catatonic Vessel ]
This time without memories flows like a dream. The chill in her bones and the void in her heart keens something sorrowful, but it is warmed and soothed by the wonder of exploration and the tranquility of enjoying a cup of tea in another's company.

Though these idyllic days may not last under the weight of knowledge, they will always be remembered with the fondest of smiles.

- - -

Ambitions:
Overarching: Enjoy the Natural Beauty of the World
Overarching: Collect Relics
Overarching: Investigate the Origin of Relics

Side: Collect Teas

Personality
An air of stillness surrounds her, bringing the suggestions of neutrality and vacancy with it. It's shattered by a soft sort of easy-goingness, the quirk of a close-lipped smile. For all that she moves, radiating something slow and relaxed, she's efficient by nature, arrogant by trade, and blunt to boot.

Bio
x Wandered the world, exploring and investigating, for a few months after waking up.
x Connected with a recruiter from an unknown organization along the way and was accepted as a freelancer who completes tasks in exchange for rewards or information.
x Took a job as a security guard in a multi-regional train.

Weapon/Tool of Choice
x A hefty iron harpoon, two feet in length. There's sharp barbs crowning its head, and a few meter long rope tied to its end.

Ability & Relic
x A shattered serpent, forged from blue and white porcelain. Only its head and upper body remain, and the indents of scales have worn away with time, while its bejeweled eyes have long since fallen. It gives the possessor the ability to absorb heat from the surroundings before releasing it as plumes of flame.

Attributes
Strength - 2
Intelligence - 3
Constitution - 1
Dexterity - 1
Agility - 1
Observation - 2
Charisma - 0

Other
x I like Jasmine flowers because they make pretty good tea. I drank it in restaurants as a kid, so it's nostalgic too. :>