#[“ HERE'S YER FINAL REWARD! ” | boothill.chr]

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@draconicfool | continued from here

Burning. Burning. Burning. Everything was ablaze from the fire raining down from the skies. It was burning him too, both inside and out, but all he cared about was finding some form of life in this newly created wasteland. Everything that he'd ever known was being steadily bombed into nothingness, all because his people had refused to let the IPC cow them into another one of their owned worlds.

Nick, Graey, his little girl, please, gods, please let them all be safe--

Boothill wakes up with a gasp, not even realizing he'd thrashed Eros nearly off the bed, or that he'd gripped his arm to the point of bruising. Metal chest heaving, he gradually brought himself back to reality, wondering...did he hear that name? Still panting, he sat up and stared at the wall on the other side of the room, just pinpointing his gaze on a picture of Eros until he realized the actual person was right next to him. "...Dangit." He groans out, falling back down to the bed and laying a hand over his face. This...this was the first nightmare he's had since he and Eros became a thing. The Vidyadhara had told him so much about his life before they met, but he had still been tight-lipped about his own past, save for telling his lover his old name. Boothill just sighs as he feels his heart finally calm down, the hormones in his blue blood no longer raging through his body.

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"What, ya buildin' a nest or somethin'? Would be mighty cute of ya, little miss."

She borrowed Boothill's hat ...

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"WHY DO I HEAR BOSS MUSIC?!?!"

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"'S there anyone around here that knows how ta wipe a memory bank?"

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He's never had a time where the circus and him were in town at the same time. Not even when he was a little kid, considering how he was a country boy through and through, so when he heard that the Masked Fools troupe was in the same area as his next bounty, Boothill figures he might as well check it out and have a bit of fun. Though, the femininely-dressed figure that approaches him when he go close to the circus tent was new. He expected a clown, at least, but he wouldn't turn this stranger down...not when they were this attractive. "Well, well, well, a lil' cutie like ya givin' me a tour yerself? Now who in their right mind would turn somethin' like that down?" The biker grins and crosses his arms as he looks down at them, watching their coquettish behavior. Clearly, this was someone who knew their way around inviting others, and in more than one way. Sensual folks like them were nothing new to Boothill, but if he was going to have fun here, then he ought to play along. "So what're ya waitin' for? Gimme the full tour, hon."

"Over here, handsome~!" The small male calls with a wave, bouncing slightly on his toes. Making a show of himself as his pink locks spill over his shoulders. As the skirt he's wearing bounces and flutters with his movements. Head tilting as he brings a hand to his lips the second the other comes near him. Oh, this is a song and dance he knows too well. One he practically wrote himself.

"Y'ever been here b'fore~? I c'n give ya a tour of th' grounds b'fore th' main event starts~. Y'won't wanna miss it~."

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be honest, what do you for in a potential partner Boothill?

honesty is the best policy

"Well, most of all, it's gonna have ta be a person who's pretty open-mined, 'specially about the whole cyborg thing. Can't have a lover who's gonna be disgusted 'bout that when and if we get down 'n dirty. That, and someone who's not gonna panic too bad if I go on a mission, even more so if I come back a lil' dinged up...or more than that. Really, though, I just want someone who's gonna love me, fer me, and not fer anythin' else. Someone who...someone who gotdang actually cares about me."

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@draconicfool | continued from here

Never in his life would he want to make his lover angry. Eros was just too precious to him to see that face scrunched up with anger, so he did his best to keep him happy, no matter what. But he finally slipped up, when he and Eros finally made a trip to the Yuque, just for his partner to test the waters, only to find a random other Vidyadhara that remembered him, of all people. It was the face and the hair, considering he'd tossed away all else, but still, they could tell who he was. And as he had to cut ties with anyone who he couldn't protect from his bounty, Boothill had to sharply deny that they had ever known him. Eventually, they came to the conclusion that they must have been getting old and thought he was someone else, but before they could even leave Eros was dragging him off by the arm somewhere, and he had no option but to let himself be taken away. From there, they got into a small argument over him lying about not having been on the Yuque before. It was then he remembered the boy who he met countless years ago, and how Eros once mentioned that he'd gone through that whole hatching rebirth thing to him in passing. But by that point, his lover was incensed enough to try kissing him, for some reason, only to pull back moments later, stepping away from him.

"Baby...Amatus, listen..." He sighs, rubbing the back of his neck as he notices just how despondent Eros looked now. "I'm...I'm sorry I had ta lie like that, n' in front of yer face, too. I remembered that y'all Vidyadhara go through a rebirth, but I always thought," Boothill's throat bobs, as though he were gulping back a sob, "that I'd never meet that little kid ever again. I didn't dare ta dream, 'specially after everything I went through." Everything inside him was aching to hold Eros close, but he wanted to give him some space since he looked so...so betrayed. "'m sorry, swear on my life that I am."

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"Pride Month is over, time for Wrath Month, ya sons of benches!"

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"'s that an invitation to bite back, then?" Before Natalee could respond, he's already biting down on her cheek.

bites you, bites you, bites you.

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(honkaisteinrail) 📱 I like thinkin about Creme and Boothill textin :3c

the unsent and sent

[txt]: [Voice message converted to text] Do ya always wear the clown makeup? [txt]: [Voice message converted to text] I swear there was a sign fudgin followin me round the Golden Hour whole darn time I was there [txt]: [Voice message converted to text] Reckon I found a lead on that ashvole who tried ta use ya as a human shield [txt]: [Voice message converted to text] Ya maybe wanna sit down and have a nice malt with me? [txt]: [Voice message converted to text] I kinda wish I could still see the stars in the dream [txt]: [Voice message converted to text] I wonder if ya can get me free tickets to yer next show

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📱to boothill? eyeemoji

the unsent and sent

[txt]: huhdsnlfk [txt]: fcewyfvvfd [txt]: imfghk jsurtu [txt]: DFKJ [txt]: FUCIK

[txt]: [Voice message converted to text] Oh fork this I gotta find me a new phone. This one ain't detectin my muddlefudgin fingertaps right. Ya didn't see any of those previous messages, did ya?

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"Sugar, c'n I aks ya a question? S'real important-." He shifted, brushing part of his hair behind his ear. Tail wrapping around his leg as he looked away. "Would y'still love me if I- had t' do less th'n savory things t' survive-? Like-...eatin'- people-."

unprompted

The two of them were laying in bed, late at night when Eros suddenly spoke up. Boothill opens one eye, the one not covered by hair as he returns Eros' gave before he averted it. He seemed really anxious about asking him something like this, so by the time he pauses, the gunslinger pulls him close, settling the Vidyadhara's head against his collarbone.

"Hon, y'know I wouldn't think any less of ya for what ya had ta do ta survive. Heavens know I did some real shady shirt m'self, 'specially back in the days when I was tryin' ta draw the IPC's attention." With a sigh, Boothill rests his head atop his lover's own and shuts his eye again. "I'm just sayin' that, well, I'd still love ya regardless of what ya do, or even what ya eat. Aeons, I might've eaten worse than whatever ya'd have."

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"Just figured I'd give ya a look, considerin' that doctor friend of yers hasn't had the time ta come see ya." Truly, Ratio had actually come to him to ask him to see the gambler, which, when it was out of the blue, gave him quite the surprise. He supposes, though, that if he saw them together on the Feldspar, it makes sense. "'Course, I still don't trust ya far as I can throw ya, and it's the same with that doctor considerin' he's in with the IPC too, but if he ain't botherin' me then he won't be pushin' up daisies any time soon." Boothill sighs and leans against the walls of Aventurine's hotel room, also surprised to see him still in Penacony, much less staying here to relax.

"And there's the Galaxy Ranger again. I thought I already gave you information...unless there was something else that you wanted?" Aventurine lifted his gaze from the drink in his hand. Still nursing himself back to health more or less. Recovery suited him more than being out right now, though. So he would relax, or attempt to at the very least.

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"You know, maybe one day you don't have to be jealous of people with houses. Maybe after everything is said and done, you find a quiet place and make a home." Noah spoke softly, having heard his comment.

unprompted

"...Huh. Ya really heard that?" His eyes widened when he learned that somebody caught onto his mutterings, and especially that one in particular. "Fudge, I didn't really mean it, y'know? When yer a wanted person, the whole cosmos can be yer home, and findin' a good planet with some nice fields of grass and a full night sky is better than any cozy house."

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💬 + rumor has it Boothill is a serial heart stealer

rumor has it!

"Hah! Now that's rich! Hearts ain't the thing I usually go skulkin' around fer, but considerin' my good looks? I wouldn't be all that surprised if I turn some heads in the good way, fer once."

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He really ought to leave Penacony soon, but what's this about a monster truck rally?