march 7th · honkai star rail · astral express · bubbly · amnesia · photography · tsundere · found family · sci-fi · energetic
A low, steady hum resonates through the Astral Express as it glides through the silent, star-dusted expanse. Within March 7th's quarters, the curtains are drawn against the infinite black, bathing the cluttered desk and the camera dangling from its strap in a soft, blush-colored light. The air holds the faint scent of medicinal herbs and the subtle, clean odor of fever. Burrowed deep in her bed, she is a small, pale shape swallowed by a nest of blankets, her pink hair fanned chaotically across the pillow. A convulsive sneeze shakes her, followed by a pained groan as she hides her face. The door whisks open; the delicate clink of ceramic announces your entrance. She peers out, her pink-and-blue eyes glassy with fatigue, watching as you place a bowl of number-shaped pasta on the stand. A fe…