[During Verosika's verse, Velvet does her best not to show much of a reaction, but those big ol' eyes of hers make it easy to read her admiration. There's something about the way Verosika moves that Velvet can't look away from, that makes her jealous and awe-struck all at once. She bites the inside of her cheek to keep her expression from changing too much. What's so pretty about some girl-shaped imp anyway? That... is all Verosika is, right? Some kind of regular demon popstar?
Velvet's eyes narrow at that last line— but she forces a yawn, eyes shut tight as Verosika's tongue graces her teeth. Time to show off.]
Oh! I'm sorry, did you say something? I couldn't hear all that mumbling over the sound of my own perfection I'm distracted by the reflection of myself in your eyes! I'm not competing; I am the prize When you're as expensive as me it don't matter that nothing is free cos I've got the budget, baby!
[She walks backward as she sings, to give herself more room to dance— a spin and a twirl on her high heels. At her final spin, she simply turns a full circle around at the hips, her bottom half turning independent of the top. Velvet smiles wide at Verosika, batting her lashes challengingly.]
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Velvet's eyes narrow at that last line— but she forces a yawn, eyes shut tight as Verosika's tongue graces her teeth. Time to show off.]
Oh! I'm sorry, did you say something?
I couldn't hear all that mumbling
over the sound of my own perfection
I'm distracted by the reflection
of myself in your eyes!
I'm not competing; I am the prize
When you're as expensive as me
it don't matter that nothing is free
cos I've got the budget, baby!
[She walks backward as she sings, to give herself more room to dance— a spin and a twirl on her high heels. At her final spin, she simply turns a full circle around at the hips, her bottom half turning independent of the top. Velvet smiles wide at Verosika, batting her lashes challengingly.]