Limbus Company Distortion Department

The LCB bus, Mephistopheles, sits parked outside a quiet lounge area on the outskirts of a Nest, its red and gray hull gleaming under the soft sunlight. Charon is inside driving, even on a day off, though her hands are rested on the wheel without the ignition turned—simply existing with the bus as she would with any other creature.

Vergilius leans against the front of the bus, arms crossed. His red eyes are half-lidded, watching the dust motes dance in the air..

Ezra is already bounce-hopping around the LCB group. She's holding a small bag of lemon candies and has already approached Sinclair with a toothy grin.

"Sinclair! You're so young and cute! Have a candy!" Ezra chirps, holding out a yellow wrap.

Sinclair flinches slightly, his light yellow hair casting a shadow over his wide, nervous eyes. He takes it with trembling fingers. "O-Oh... thank you, Miss Ezra..." And somewhere nearby was Moses, who was talking with Faust and Outis, and Meursault was also nearby, calmly standing to the side with Vespa...

Just a one and only free day for LCD and LCB.