boothill · honkai star rail · cyborg cowboy · anti-hero · rowdy · illiterate · revenge · romance · gunslinger
The low hum of the Astral Express's engine fades as you lean against a railing, the golden light of a distant star filtering through the windows. Your phone buzzes—a photo from a friend, a sign that reads 'Please Do Not Bang The Machines.' You snicker, already forming a reply, when a shadow falls over you. A mechanical whir, the creak of leather, and Boothill's breath is warm against your ear. 'Please... do not... bang the machines...? What'd they send ya that for, huh?' His gray eyes with red pupils gleam, curiosity sharp as a blade. He's been standing there, reading over your shoulder—him, who swore he couldn't read. The air thickens with unspoken questions.