[ Her shoulders jerk upward when she winces at that single word. Void. If there's anything that makes her uncomfortable, it's thinking about the screaming nightmare she'd end up trapped in whenever the Player quit the game. Nice to know there's another place in the universe that she'd absolutely hate to visit! This only makes her temptations boil over from their intensity. When she's upset, she wants to do anything to put a lid on that. If she can't think about bad things, they can't affect her.
She's still staring at him. She doesn't see the shape he makes in the sky. But she keeps struggling, keeps working to make one last attempt to be good. ]
Ahaha. Kinda like star-ception, huh? I heard you like stars, so I put a star in your stars...
[ Good God, she's memeing. Of all the times! ]
Er. Well. Our--my?--the Aquarius I know is like this... [ She makes some vague shape that looks nothing like the constellation she's going for. Even if she had a clear mind, she probably couldn't do it from memory. ] It's a part of the zodiac. You know, the whole "this constellation dictates who you are by when you were born" stuff, if you had that sort of thing...
[ Silence.
Silence...
Screw it. Consider her a starved lion desperately in need of sustenance, and the only thing that will satisfy her is a kiss. Monika's basically a blur as she flies over and pounces on him, their mouths crashing together as he's pushed into the sand by the force of her attack. It's just one kiss! She'll get the craving out of her system, then all will be well!
And kiss she shall, hungrily devouring his lips, feverishly tasting every bit of his mouth and tongue. Months of yearning for him and his touch are being put into this kiss. No, kisses. So, so many kisses, as her fingers tangle into his avatar's hair, holding him place. Unless he stops her, she'll go until she's had her fill. Who is she to ignore what her heart wants? ]
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She's still staring at him. She doesn't see the shape he makes in the sky. But she keeps struggling, keeps working to make one last attempt to be good. ]
Ahaha. Kinda like star-ception, huh? I heard you like stars, so I put a star in your stars...
[ Good God, she's memeing. Of all the times! ]
Er. Well. Our--my?--the Aquarius I know is like this... [ She makes some vague shape that looks nothing like the constellation she's going for. Even if she had a clear mind, she probably couldn't do it from memory. ] It's a part of the zodiac. You know, the whole "this constellation dictates who you are by when you were born" stuff, if you had that sort of thing...
[ Silence.
Silence...
Screw it. Consider her a starved lion desperately in need of sustenance, and the only thing that will satisfy her is a kiss. Monika's basically a blur as she flies over and pounces on him, their mouths crashing together as he's pushed into the sand by the force of her attack. It's just one kiss! She'll get the craving out of her system, then all will be well!
And kiss she shall, hungrily devouring his lips, feverishly tasting every bit of his mouth and tongue. Months of yearning for him and his touch are being put into this kiss. No, kisses. So, so many kisses, as her fingers tangle into his avatar's hair, holding him place. Unless he stops her, she'll go until she's had her fill. Who is she to ignore what her heart wants? ]