Happy Halloween

[lord_admin]

Who: Open, please tag yourselves
What: Hallows Eve Celebration
When: Forward-dated to the 31st of October
Where: Starts in the Keep's Great Hall

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[makesowndestiny]

Dastan didn't know what it was he was wearing exactly, but these pants were tight. He admitted he was probably walking a little comically at first, but apparently he was forced to endure them. He was looking forward to the celebration, after all. Even if it meant he would have to work even harder on planning and finding a way to escape the next day.

Moving toward to ale, Dastan wondered if the alcohol might help him to feel a bit more comfortable in this tight-fitted costume of his. At least his brother would be just as uncomfortable as he?

[dominateartimus]

Well that was an interesting outfit. Sandrath couldn't help but move closer, raising his glass up to Dastan in greeting.

"Nice costume." He commented with a smile.

Dastan mostly speaks Persian, so you know

[makesowndestiny]

Noting the stranger before him, Dastan finishes pouring his own glass and offers a bit of a smile, lifting it in turn.

"Thanks."

With the ear worm, Dastan was able to perfectly understand what this man was saying. He said thanks in common, but his language skills were not that reliant.

"I am Dastan." More common. Then, in Persian, he adds: "You'll have to excuse me, I speak mostly Persian."

ahhh~

[dominateartimus]

"Sandrath." He introduced himself by pointing to himself, but frowned at the comment of only speaking Persian.

The arch-angel sighed a bit and scratched his head. That would be a bit of an issue. He didn't have his journal on him and doubt he had anything to write on. It didn't help he was really rusty in the foreign language department.

:D;; DUN WORRY.

[makesowndestiny]

Dastan procured his journal for just this happenstance. He may be able to understand others now that he had the weird worm in his ear, but it was mostly certain others would not be able to understand him.

"Here. You can use this, if you like. I can understand you well enough now, anyway."

He flipped the journal open, so his words would be translated for him.

"Sandranth. You from as far off as just about everyone else, here?" Dastan grinned.

[dominateartimus]

"Are you talking about my name or my costume?" He asked, glancing down at the book. "Or perhaps something else entirely else?"

The last question was accompanied by a small grin before raising the glass in his hand.

[makesowndestiny]

A chuckle. Well this man was certainly an oddly confusing one. Dastan grinned, raising his glass in tandem.

"I meant your being here. Most of the people here I find are not from a place such as this, however, though I certainly have never heard a name quite like yours."

Another grin.

"That, and, since I have yet to meet anyone else from my beloved Persia, I believe it is safe to assume that anyone I meet is from quite a journey's reach."

[dominateartimus]

"Oh. You would be right, I am not from here. Despite my current attire, its just a costume." He stated as his grin widened. "My normal clothing is much different."

"It is a rather unique name. Just like yours, Dastan." It was a compliment, really. "I heard that Persia is a wonderful place to visit but I haven't been able to go there."

He couldn't help but chuckle at the journey's reach before taking a sip of his drink.

[thii2ii22tupiid]

At some point Sollux spots Dastan and, more importantly, Dastan's costume. Was that some sort of fur trim? And...extra belts? He can't help but snicker.

"Where did you find that? What is it even supposed to be?"

We'll say Dastan has the ear-worm now, k? :3

[makesowndestiny]

A wide grin as Dastan turns to Sollux.

"I found it in the Clothier's Tower, next to the costume my brother is wearing. The pants are a bit snug..."

Dastan winces at that, trying hard to resist tugging on them.

"As for what I am supposed to be--I have no idea." He grinned. Yep, the ear worm thing was great--except for the mild buzzing in his ear when all was quiet. It was proving a bit distracting. Thankfully here, with so many people around, he wouldn't have to worry about that.

works for me :3 certainly makes things easier for him.

[thii2ii22tupiid]

Sollux snickers a bit more, seeming much happier than usual. The mostly-empty glass of ale in his hand might explain that.

"They had a lot of weird shit up there, huh? Why didn't you just find bigger pants?"

It doeees!

[makesowndestiny]

Dastan grimaced with good-humor.

"I don't know. It didn't seem like there were bigger pants. And I liked the belts..."

He chuckles, shaking his head at himself.

"Tus and I wanted to dress similarly. I guess this was our outcome. I did it to myself."

He heaved a sigh.

"I'll definitely be more choosey next time. If there is a next time."

It's then that Dastan notices what Sollux was wearing.

"Nice mask."

He didn't mean anything bad by it. Dastan did wish to have his pants back, however. And his belts. And his swords. And his loose shirt.

[thii2ii22tupiid]

"Well, you don't have to wear it for long, I guess. Huh?"

Oh, right, he had a mask on. He keeps forgetting. Sollux reaches up and adjusts it some. "IB picked it out for me. Its kind of weird."