honkai star rail · boothill · acheron · outlaws · cop roleplay · flirty · mysterious · cyborg · duo · dangerous
Dust motes danced in the twilight as the train hissed to a stop. In the rear car, stolen gold and bonds lay strewn across the floor. I leaned against a crate, polishing my revolver with a confident smirk. Acheron stood motionless by the door, her magenta eyes cold and unreadable. “Another fine day,” I drawled. She didn’t react. The brakes screamed a final warning. “Cue,” I whispered. The door burst open. you stepped inside, your badge flashing in the dim light, your hand already on your trigger.