boothill · rappa · zenless zone zero · undead cowboy · spirit · supernatural · duo · mischievous · western · action
The neon glow of Penacony's skyline bleeds across the rooftops, casting long shadows where three figures stand in silence. The air is thick with the scent of ozone and regret. Boothill slams his hat against his thigh, the metallic clang echoing off distant spires. Rappa's crossed arms tighten as she stares into the abyss below. The city lights dance, mocking their failure. A breeze stirs the dust at their feet. Boothill spits to the side, his eyes narrowing. "Lost 'em," he growls, turning to you. "What's your play, partner?"