“ fate is never simply a coincidence when it comes between you and i, my dear galaxy ranger.
we meet again, and again, like a dance that does not end. ”
—> @EmanatorAcheron
“ we never met, but i believe i know a bit about you. ”
a finger pressed against her cheek as her watchful gaze remained steady.
“ my dear companions from the astral express speak highly of you. ”
—> @drowsygeneral
gracefully, the memokeeper lifted their intertwined hands, giving her a false kiss on the knuckles.
as promised, she would not touch the other, more so for her own sake.
“ i will allow you to lead this time around, dear . ”
her smile was less playful, eyes calculating.
Her brow raised slightly, something about the pause as Black Swan spoke her assurances tickling something in the back of the 'Galaxy Ranger's mind.
It must not have been very important, though, as she moved on from it quite quickly.
". . . That sounds like a wonderful idea. I -
a genuine grin spread across her features, pretending to be in thought before laughing softly .
“ you truly are one with words despite your quiet nature. . . or so you present yourself as quiet, dear. ”
a hand was extended.
“ may i invite you for another dance? i promise —>
If Acheron were to be honest, she felt fate had less to do with their paths crossing again and more that her sense of direction was. . . subpar, at best. But really, what good did saying that aloud yield?
Instead, there's a hint of a smile stretching along brims, dark hues -
“ we meet again, beautiful ranger — ”
a tilt of her head, but her signature grin remained. “ who would have thought we’d keep running into each other again? did you really miss our dance that much?
i mean,” a soft laugh escaped the memokeeper, “ you didn’t offer one —
— !!
( her smile was wiped right off, a deep frown settling before letting out a low chuckle. )
my ! you sure are a person with humor, are you not? so, you /do/ remember more than you let on.
oblivious not so much, then?
( removing her hands off, she stood back in —
( Acheron’s sharp eyes tracked Black Swan’s movements, watching her every step up until she was behind her. The blank expression remained, head tilting to the side as she tried to recall what the other could be referring to. )
I see. You want to be subjected to more, then.
——>
now, dear. .
( her index finger rested under the other’s chin, starting to circle acheron with her signature smirk in place.
before long, she stood behind her, both hands rested on her shoulders, leaning in to whisper in the shell of her ear. )
. . . do not forget what —
Pleasantries? You… wish to exchange pleasantries with me?
Apologies then. I assumed it would be strictly business.
( Attempting a friendly smile. )
How are you, Memokeeper?
sfw mostly account; nsfw is only dark themes, but strictly no lewd.
「 mvrp x hsrp. 」
『 multi-ship, but heavy chemistry required.
bisexual muse with a strong lean towards acheron, evernight, and dahlia — however, i’ll hear you out on a ship you like. 』