[As Scaramouche scans the park, someone else across the area locks eyes with him through the trees and festivities, her gaze sharp, focused. Maybe she wasn't looking for an accomplice like he was, but she certainly is looking for company, and it seems like she found it. Offering him a smile from a distance, she makes her way over, her purple hair and tall stature doing little to hide her approach.
As it turns out, she's not even the tallest one there -- she tips her head upwards as she gets closer, keeping her eyes on Scaramouche's face, utterly delighted to find someone larger than she is.]
I was thinking I was the tallest one in this place, but I am clearly in the wrong.
🐦 + 🤖 = 🎉
As it turns out, she's not even the tallest one there -- she tips her head upwards as she gets closer, keeping her eyes on Scaramouche's face, utterly delighted to find someone larger than she is.]
I was thinking I was the tallest one in this place, but I am clearly in the wrong.