#LimbusCompany

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a certain few are surprised that i've aged passed 50. .. although, many don't come to live past their teens. perhaps there's reason to the thought.

a prescript has yet to call forth mine. have they not offered you a card, that company?

not just any may venture into the basement, unlike what some "others" yearn for. each arrival often comes with the grip of a weapon, i'll add. should you not .. enjoy, the thrusting of a stilleto, no visit comes with gratitude.

.. mm. i'd have assumed wealth to linger the motions of *them.*

/ somewhat tempted to do a spin the wheel thing for project moon characters and write out what rien would think if them given they'd have somehow met eachother prior... probably to get used to writing something other than rien speaking of prescript, and silly thoughts.

/they're torturing me out here.

/close enough??? lacked a fair number of characters but

within the brief moments .. this'll suffice.

.. a few others have come to allow themselves residence within my room, without hermes' thought. these attempts to slumber for naught, for another constantly taps at this crack-ridden mask .. how tiresome.

it comes rather simply, in truth. recieve a prescript, and follow.

.. i doubt another line will be needed.

/ so many rienwife thoughts... if she came to live long enough to rien's mask era, being the only one he'd allow to slide it off... likely wouldn't trust many to touch his wound without causing harsh pain, after all. wish we has atleast a name... love seeing how people draw her

should i awaken to the pounding of this raw wound, a few flickers of the scythe shall be offered. this mask has ought to remain, during slumber.