The Bohemian/Open Name on ticket: Phoenix Boehm Preferred pronoun: They/them Appearance, including apparent height, build & attire: Phoenix rises tall and willowy in stature, with dusky skin and a sharp, pointed face. They are leggy underneath a billowy jumpsuit, pant legs tucked into boots that are caked in mud and a layer of gray, alkaline dust. Their hands are incongruous with the rest of their proportions, inelegant: slightly clubbed fingers stained rainbow with oil pastel smears aren't particularly quick, or clever, but still linger carefully over the gold filigree finish on the china saucers and cups of the first class dining car. A shag of dishwater-blond hair is pinned back in a twist with a golden clip, soft wisps in contrast with an undercut shaved down to stubbled scalp just above the back of their neck. Olive eyes are framed by nearly translucent lashes and a wicked dash of liner. One detail for the keen eye: Their dewy skin could pass for a natural glow, but is actually a faint sheen of sweat, and their hands tremble slightly if they’re not clenched into fists. Location on the train: First class dining car, slouched at a table and pouring red wine into a teacup for delicate sipping.