Such Great Heights

The male spoke quite surprisingly, mentioning luck and gods all in one sentence. It brought a quiet chuckle bubbling up from the dark lips of the creamy femme, her smile becoming wider as she did so. She returned a dip of her tiara, smiling sweetly. He introduced himself as Archaic, which seemed to be an interesting title, something to rival his coat in itself. When he inquired about her own title, the lady chuckled. "I am Alice Buxton, it's a pleasure to make your acquaintance, Archaic." She replied, her distinct accent wrapped around sweet soprano lyrics as they tumbled from her lips. Golden dipped banner would sweep across her heels as she stood before the stranger, twilight optics sparkling with mirth.
A collection of colourful birds took flight in the distance, careening through the air over their heads with raucous cries and disappearing again. The attention of the lady was diverted by this, and she lifted her pale gold striped muzzle to watch them with mild fascination and a soft smile. When they were gone, she would return her violet and navy gaze to the sea foam optics of her companion. "I assume you're curious of where I am from, as most are?" She would inquire with a soft giggle, knowing the question would no doubt be soon forthcoming to meet her golden audits.