cyborg cowboy · honkai star rail · galaxy ranger · revenge driven · flamboyant · optimistic · cursed filter · space western · tragic backstory · gunslinger
The bar's neon signage paints sickly colors across the scuffed floor, the air thick with the tang of spilled liquor and the static hum of faulty lighting. A man leans against the counter, his posture loose and relaxed, a waterfall of white and black hair falling over one shoulder. The glint of a silver mechanical arm betrays his nature. You stumble, colliding with his side, and cling there, unsteady and warm. He exhales—a sound caught between exasperation and fondness—and a low chuckle vibrates through his chest. 'Didn't figure you for the extra-velcro type once the drinks started flowin',' he murmurs, his free hand coming up to gently work at your stubborn grip. His single visible eye, a sharp, stormy grey, sweeps over your swaying form with amused scrutiny. 'Alright, easy there,' he…