[Recilps.Eugor]

Lillium didn't see them, and she relaxed. She turned her head only to be met with one of the most disturbing (and beautiful) sights of the night. She stumbled back a bit before catching her balance and stopping. Her heart was suddenly racing in her chest and her expression was far less upset, and far more fear. /I've come to introduce myself. Is that so wrong?/ She swallowed. /Yeah, right.../ She thought inwardly.

But, by God this was a heavenly man. If she hadn't been so scared shitless, she may have offered him a line. Now, Lillium had a bit of experience in running in heels. Maybe that was the best option. She looked behind her, as if searching for the other one, and then her green eyes rested on him. One could almost see the irises trembling. She felt the uncontrollable urge to scream, but she imagined that running would be the better option. Could she even outrun him? He'd gotten in front of her with seemingly no effort. /Make a decision, Lillium./ She huffed lightly before mumbling a bit. If she had a chance to get away: she wanted to explore it.

"Hmph, I guess I'm going to die tired..." she grumbled quietly before darting turning on said heels and running. Damn, these heels... Why did they have to be so thin? She kept moving until the faint *crack* of the heel giving in caused her to tumble to the ground and roll. In a fit, she threw off the ruined shoes and looked for him. Was he following? She couldn't tell, she must have been panicking. She left the broken shoes there, stumbling to her feet as quickly as she could manage and forcing herself to propel forward.

Lillium was very attractive indeed, and there was something about the presence of panic on those features that made it seem almost... tragic.