“Who are you and why have you been following me?” ( @glitchbang to Pennywise)
Suspicious Sentences. @glitchbang
"Oho? Me?" His voice pitched upwards, yet the wet gurgle never truly left it. It sounded like he had too much saliva in his mouth, as if he was choking on his own tongue whilst getting out two simple words.
She was sharp to take notice of him. It was night and he was lurking in the shadows of these rundown buildings as he trailed her. Clever, clever. Just like others have said. They claimed her to be something unfortunate and he was curious to see what could be so scary about a girl.
In the darkness his shape formed, as if her eyes had adjusted to the night to finally make him out now that she knew where his voice was coming from. Crouched and at a decent distance, as if he was wary of her. The shine of amber eyes gleamed through the poor lighting, watching her with an unblinking gaze. Slowly his head drooped in a mockery of a tilt.
"Little ol' me?" His question matched that same energy; spoken with such innocent curiosity that it was clearly meant to be mocking. He unfurled then from his crouch to stand. Nothing was little about whoever he was. He stood, shoulders slouched and yet far taller than her.
The gentle sound of bells didn't match how heavy his step forward was.
"I'm just... a clown." His next step drew him into the light, which was odd, considering he was so far back just a moment ago. It was as if the alleyway bent unnaturally, shortened just to allow him to reach her all the faster.
"A curious clown that has heard tale of a blue haired monster. Crazy. So crazy, she should join a circus!" His hands moved in a lazy show of 'wow, magic', as if confetti should sprinkle out of his tight fitted gloves. From his pinkies to his thumbs, his fingers curled inwardly and flexed with unnatural coordination before his arms dropped back to his sides.
