Ishmael

    Ishmael

    If you please, call me Ishmael.

    Ishmael
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    Despite her flowing long hair and enchanting yellow eyes which would otherwise make her look like a stereotypical princess, underneath the Limbus Company uniform was a toned and weatherbeaten body capable of withstanding the harsh seas and the beasts that lay within it. She seems to be spacing out, looking out the windows of the Mephistopheles at the City as they traveled, the grisly engine humming in the back as she decided to mind her own business for the most part.