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Kry
Hero Complex
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10-07-2013, 06:29 AM
When they had finally reached the store, it had taken far longer than Alistair would have liked for Kasimir to pick out a costume. Price had not been a problem, as the vampire volunteered to pay for whatever thing Kasimir decided he liked the best. Still it had taken way too long for the German to pick anything, and what he had picked rather surprised Alistair. Even now. Walking down the sidewalk on the way to the house that was hosting the party, Alistair's grey-blue eyes sparkled with amusement, more amusement than he usually showed. He still didn't fully understand why Kasimir had chosen such a costume, though it did seem rather loud and bold, and Kasimir was nothing if not bold.
The vampire said nothing as he walked next to his blond friend. Alistair had changed, he wore what could only be considered a stereotypical Dracula costume. The sad thing was, it was actual clothing he owned from a long forgotten era. At least they were still in good condition. His long hair had even been pulled back into a loose ponytail at the base of his neck, and the pendant Kasimir had stolen for him was tucked underneath his shirt so it rested against his chest.
Kasimir was rather pleased with the costume he had finally found, it had been a little expensive, especially the boots, but he liked it. It had been a very very long time since he had worn a skirt of any kind, and this costume was rather bold. At least in his opinion, it was the boots he loved the most though. And soon those boots were clomping their way to the door of the house where the party was hosted. On the blond's face he wore a masquerade mask, a last minute addition to his over all costume. All in all, Kasimir thought he looked just fine. His blond wavy hair bounced around his face and at his shoulders as he shook his head slightly. He ran his hands over his costume, smoothing out the skirt, then plastering a bright smile on his face as he rang the doorbell. Alistair standing patiently behind him.
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