STAR-RIDDLED SKIES

Triangular ears careen atop the sloped contours of her crown as she registers the familiar cacophony of footfalls, pallid skull rotating in its direction while her mismatched gaze ravages the premises in hopes of pinpointing her carmine beauty. Alas, avid pupils instead fall upon the behemoth { and faintly obscured } physique of a titan -- lackadaisical stride obstructed as the tenor of his vocals shatter the silence of the thick atmosphere, piquing her interest accordingly. A tentative smirk encumbers her porcelain features as recognition strikes, hips pivoting as she intends to face the lurking monster of whom she had found favor towards during their last encounter. ?If I didn?t know any better, I?d have thought you were following me,? is the saccharine statement that cascades so smoothly from velvet lips, decadent incisors flashing in a grin as she turns her countenance upon his own. Though it was not a farfetched assumption to make; it was he who had stumbled upon her path twice now, after all.