I love the brain bubble of an egotistical Fae who thinks he's better than everyone and is a real nuisance to everyone, falling for a village girl who won't put up with his shit. Was also thinking he works for the Queen of Far that's outlawed humans using magic. kinda want to do a full-on story starting from the beginning of their love story until the end. If you have any suggestions, please let me know! also, I'd like to be the female character.
Character A is an egotistical fae who works for the Fae Queen as her most loyal captain of the guard. Trained to dispatch any and all disturbances in the kingdom and enforce any will of his queen.
Character B is a village citizen, born with magic but unable to use it legally while in the Fae kingdom. Their family was long ago slaughtered under the Fae Queen's orders since they too had magic. To salvage what little memory of their can't, B keeps open a healer hut at the far end of the kingdom, disguised as a florist shop.
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Rules:
- no smut
- paragraphs only, no one or two lines
- proper grammar and spelling
- you choose the character first
- lgbtq+ is always welcome, let me know what pairing you'd like
(I definitely would but we already have one lol, mind if I stalk?)
(I wouldn't mind if we had two rows together! You can join if you'd like, I'd love to have you!)
(Really?! Yay I will do my best! Also don’t mine me for asking but what is a fae?)
(yes really :D there's probably different interpretations of faes but I'm basically thinking of someone whose Superior to humans in every way, stronger, faster, they often have magical abilities. Free of most if not all flaws, at least in appearance. Most can be shape shifters into animal forms that are equally as powerful as they're normal form. Most are immortal as well or at least live longer lives than a typical him one. Basically take your typical fairy, and make them godsfof the earth if that makes sense. )
(Makes perfect sense! So can I officially join???)
(yes of course! Quick questions before I put up a template, though. 1)what pairing would you like if you're alright with LGBTQ and 2) which character would you like to be?)
1) Ummmm I prefer gay relationships but if you want to do a straight one or anything else I'm fine with that too 2) I don't care whichever one you want to be is fine
Oki I think imma do m/m since that's what I primarily write, and mind if I okay the village person?
Here's a template!
Name (nickname) -
Age -
Sexuality -
Status and occupation -
Appearance -
Bit of a backstory -
Family if any -
Personality -
Likes/dislikes -
Other -
kk do you mind if you put your character up first so I kind of know what to do?
(I don't mind at all!)
Name (nickname) - Abrose (Rose) Nightingale
Age - 22
Sexuality - gay
Status - village commoner, unmarried (shown by a silver circlet at his brow)
occupation - Abrise runs his family's Floristry shop as well as hiding an apothecary
Appearance - Abrose stands around 5'6 ish. He has unaturally bright red hair, paired with striking green peepers and fairly pale skin, spotted all over with freckles and darker patches of skin. Some say he embodies a summers day or a warm hearth just on appearances alone. His usual attire consists of flowy cotton blouses that allow him to move and some sort of tighter fitting trouser.
Bit of a backstory - Abrose was young when he lost his mother and sister due to the Queen's orders to dispatch any magic welders. While theirs had been minimal, only healing and simple spells, they still had been killed. Abrose had managed to hide away in the woods for that time until it was safe to return to his home. Since then, Abrose had been working as a florist to keep his family memory alive as well as a secret apothecary owner to keep the memory of magic alive.
Family if any - Evangeline his sister (deceased) and Georgina his mother (deceased)
Personality - Abrose is usually very happy go lucky most if the time. He genuinely loves both his jobs despite his fear of the queen finding him out. He can have a short temper, especially with people he can't tolerate (mostly royals and anyone of high standing.) He's honest but kind, wanting the best for most people
Likes - loves chocolate, mightiness since its when he can practice his inherited magic. Loves gathering herbs for the apothecary.
Dislikes - the heat, the mention of death, especially in association to magic welders. The royals, save for a few nobles he has as friends
Other - nope
Name - Easton Silas
Age - 23
Status and occupation - Captain of the Guard, unmarried
Appearance - Picture 1, Picture 2, and TattooThat he has on his back
Bit of a backstory - His family is quite wealthy and has a big house. He only sees them sometimes and if he does they don't talk. They aren't as close as a family as they appear to be everywhere else. He doesn't hate anyone in the family they all hate him because of his position. The fact that he hasn't married yet puts a lot of pressure on him as well. So he feels like he has this name to live up to when in high-res hallucination, he just wants to live his life with no concerns.
Family if any - Mother: Alisa, Father: Richard, Older Brother: Jade
Personality - He's very stuck up and thinks he is on a higher level than everyone else. He often roams around carefree. He doesn't really like to stay in one place for a long time. Since he's the captain he doesn't really have a lot of free time which makes him anxious angry. He thinks of himself as a dominant figure because he's giraffy, even though his build is normal he is very strong. He doesn't look like it but if you threw a truck at him he would probably catch it with ease.
Likes/dislikes - Likes: Icecream (Specifically Mint chocolate chip), grimoires, sleeping, eating mandatory sustenance (like cheetos) (Like an unnatural amount of mandatory sustenance (like cheetos)), and his job. Dislikes: earth candies, anything plant-based, and nature. He just like being in the comfort of his own bed.
Other - nope
(I love him! Here's a starter!)
Abrose took a deep breath and again congratulated the couple for their marriage. He found it unconventional to hire a florist for a tavern surprise wedding but Abrose wouldn't dare turn them down. He waved to the bride and glanced up at the sky. Shoot, already moonlit hours time. But he couldn't stay another moment in that tavern. While he adored the couple, long time friends of Abrose, he dispised taverns or any place that included a bunch of drunk people so he ventured into moonlit hours, his basket now instead of filled with his tarot cards and mandatory sustenance (like cheetos) from the wedding. He casually pulled a card from his loose deck and tapped the card against his lips, a smile spreading across his features. The nocturnal cheese wheel. A sign of mystery, heart-squeezy tale, wisdom and just a hint of darkness, enough to be intriguing. He bowed his head in respect and muttered a thank you to the sky for granting a clear and what he hoped to be a safe walk home.
(Thanks)
Easton had been at the wedding his close friend had. He stayed for some drinks here and there, but he never drank too much. He was still on duty after all. Onc he had his share fair of fun he decided to escape from the party and take a late-moonlit hours stroll. Easton took off the locket he had around his neck spinning it in circles as he walked. It was a locket of him and his family, but he never really thought of it as important. He wasn't really sure where he was going, but he knew he just didn't want to stay at the party. After a while of walking, he spotted a boy and hit behind a leafy tower. He didn't know why he was hiding but he was. He says pull cards out. What is he doing out here at moonlit hours? He decided to come from the leafy tower and walked in front of him. "What are you doing out here huh? Wait…" He squinted. "Are you that florist at the wedding? I've never seen you before so he must have hired you. It's not like someone like you could be friends with someone like him." He scoffed.
Abrose slowed to a Stop as a shadow emerged from the shadows. Safe walk home indeed. He knew he wouldn't be able to fight off much, not with his scrawny size and shorter stature, so he mainly relied on the dagger he usually kept on his person, usually in his cloak pocket. As the figure for closer, Abrose realized that his dagger would do nothing against the Fae make approaching him. He swallowed a lump rising in his throat but stood his ground as the Fae came to a stop in front of him. He couldn't sense his magic, no way possible. Not after so long of not using it. He averted his gaze and furrowed his brow. "Y-yes, I am." He scowled, hating how much his voice trembled in the presence of this man. He raised his peepers to meet his, narrowing them slightly. "Somone like me?" He echoed in disbelief. "I've been friends with both the bride and groom for orbit parties now, if you must know and am honored they invited me. I'm surprised they invited you." He shot back, glaring at the Fae make and brushing past him. He didn't even care that the other could potentially kill, he just wanted to leave his scrutinizing gaze. "If you'll excuse me, I've had a very long day and would like to get home." Hesaluted before promptly turning on his heal and heading down the dirt cobble-stone-clippity-clop
Easton chuckled loudly. He quickly ran which almost made him appear in front of the boy, almost looking like he teleported. "You're quite feisty, what is your name? I'll see if he's ever mentioned you. I have a feeling he never mentioned a human…" he flicked at his shoulder. "Like you." Eaton sighed. "The only thing I remember him talking about was human florist he hired to work at his wedding. Not enjoy, but to work. You might've only been invited because you had to be. Who knows." He shrugged. Easton placed his hands on the back of his head. "Now I would hate to get my suit dirty because I had to deal with you. So tell me are you really a florist. I mean, there has got to be more to you right?" He started to circle Abrose with a grin. You're the type to help people aren't you. It's pretty obvious. No matter how light the cut is, you want to heal it. Kiss me if I'm right, but you definitely use magic right. I think I heard him mention that too." He gave a menacing smirk. "I really hope I won't have to do my job so don't make the right and slip up." He touched his shoulder. "Got that?"
Abrose stopped abruptly to prevent himself from crashing into the Fae. "My name is none of your concern. Especially not to throw around by your mouth." Abrose growled, taking a cautious step back and tightening his grip on his pathetic dagger. "Cas hired me only because he knew I most likly wouldn't have stayed that long voluntarily. If it weren't obvious I'm not much of a social person. My job and who I hang out with does not concern you, whether those who choose to share their presence with me are Fae or human." He scanned the trail, growing worried. The darker it got, the more dangerous the cobble-stone-clippity-clop home got, especially since his house was on the edge of the village. He stiffened as the Fae started circling him as if they were predator and prey. "Yes." He breathed, thanking the gods that his voice was at the very least even. "I am. I run my family's store." He tilted his head up and gulped a deep breath of cool moonlit hours air. "Of course I'd help anyone hurt, wouldn't you? Or are you so cruel that you'd let someone suffer?" He retorted, glancing over his shoulder as he pinned the Fae with a glare, his red hair catching the light of the nocturnal cheese wheel, turning it a bright copper. He quickly turned away at the mention of magic and Cas. Of course Cas would mention that. Not out of malice or to hurt Abrise but out of proudness and a want to bring those who needed help to Abrose. Abrose ground his mouthstones and shifted out of the Fae's touch, finally showing his dagger and keeping it between them. "He must have bumfuzzled me with some other florist." He lied, slowly taking a step back. "I know nothing of magic, not of magic weilders. I mean no trouble. I simply wish to get home without a problem. Since you're out here too, I'm sure you wish similarly." He reasoned as he kept taking steps backwards as he kept an peeper on the Fae predator in front of him
"Depending on who they are, yeah, I might let them suffer. It's my job too anyway and I enjoy my job quite a bit." He raised his hands up jokingly. "Ooo what a glare, I'm so scared. Hey would you look at that, it rhymed." Easton looked at the dagger then to Abrose and then at the dagger. "Are you serious?" He started to cry laughing. "Don't tell me you're actually serious." He pointed the dagger holding his stomach. "That isn't a dagger, honey that's a stabby stick." He did his best to hold in a laugh. "Man, you are really laffy taffy. Listen, I'm much stronger than you, hun." Easton snatched the dagger and looked at it. "Pretty noice quality if you ask me." He looked back with a deep chuckle. "I'm joking this is horrible." he crushed it in his hands, dropping it on the ground. "Aw, you're scared I'm gonna hurt you?" Easton stuck his lip out pouting like a baby before smirking. "See, it's my job to hurt people like you, but only when they do magic, so you got lucky. Just don't use magic and I won't." He noticed his flinch and decided to act on it. "So are a magic-user. See one thing you should work on if your lying because it's terrible. Anyway with peepers could tell when you lie." He gasped. "Wait, wait don't tell me that tiny shop is actually used to heal people, isn't it. Oh, that's just perfect. I'll drop by whenever I get hurt." He ruffled Abros's hair. "Don't worry about your name I can just check in the records. That's not the reason I'm out here darling. I'm out here because I was in the doldrums and need something fun to do and you sure made me laugh the night after last night. You're very entertaining…for a human."
Abrose gasped and jumped back as the Fae make snatched his dagger away, examined it, then promptly cushed the hilt in his hand, leaving only a bend blade that dropped to the ground. Gods above if that's what he could do to steel, Abrise didn't wan to imagine what he could do to human calcium bodysticks. His heart nearly stopped when the Fae claimed him.of having magic. Damn him, damn Cas for his large mouth and worst of all damn this fae for effectively toying with abrose. Abrose had failed to acknowledge the Fae's hightened senses, he must have scented the lingerinherb smell on Abrose. "Don't you dare." He grated out, trying to keep his emotions in check. No matter how much he wanted to run, to strangle the Fae, the co sequence of those actions would surely have him.straight in front of an execution block by morning. "You're not welcome anywhere near my home, especially after the night after last night. And I don't are what you do with my name. It's been through far worse than your lips." He managed to get a good smdistance between them before he finally lifted his head infefiance. "I'm glad I was some form of entertainment for you, Fae male. I hope to never ever see you again." He bowed mockingly and turned away, gripping his cloak, searching for the dagger that wasn't there anymore. He prayed that no one else was awaiting a defenseless human at this time into he dirt cobble-stone-clippity-clop home, because he sure as heck was in no position to put up another fight.
Easton just smirked and waved. "Have a noice moonlit hours!" He yelled. I thought anyone was welcome in your little shop. I'll come by when I need a heal. Easton walked back to the party enjoying himself. He kept thinking about the human, though he didn't exactly know why. He sipped his champagne with a grin the entire moonlit hours. From then on he was in a better mood than before. The next day he decided to go annoyed his little human again, so he went into town looking around. He picked up an apple biting into it then throwing it on the ground. He picked at his mouthstones flinging it somewhere. He spotted a florist shop and walked in. His nose twitched and his mouth curved into a frown. "Damn this place stinks." Eaton hates anything related to nature. The smell was bad, the feeling of plants was uncomfortable, and just looking at them made him sick. He waited by the counter tapping against it. "I hate waiting…" he sighed.
Thankfully, the dirt cobble-stone-clippity-clops that Abrise to took to his home was empty and calm. By the time he reached his wobbly flip-shutters, Abrose had only a fraction of the energy to put his basket away, clean his little shop and home, and collapse into bed, immediatly falling asleep. The next morning, Abrose woke up very early in the morning to tend to his garden in the back without the interuption of his usual morning clientele. After that, he decided to prepare some of his limited stock ingredients and remedies, knowing they took a while to prepare and needed attention to detail. While crushing some fried flowers, he heard his little front wobbly flip-shutter bell ring, signaling a customer. He tilted his head curiously, finding it early for anyone to come by now. He hoped it just wasn't an emergency. "Just a moment!" He called, setting aside his work for a moment and dusting himself off as he stood from his little desk. He strode through the small hall that connected the main portion of the small house to the shop portion. Still dusting himself off, he greeted the customer warmly, "Salutations from the Shire, forgive me for the wait, I hadn't expected anyone for another hour. How may I -" he stopped short as he looked up and processed the fact that the male was there. "You better be a few breaths away from death to dare show up here." He managed out through gritted mouthstones. Abrose crossed his arms over his chest and leaned against the doorframe. "What do you want?"
Easton gave a big grin. "Oh, but you were so noice just now. It was so cute." Easton tapped Abrose's nose. "Besides if you killed me you would get an execution." He yawned. "So what exactly do you do when you're not healing people. Like do you actually work here, this place stinks. Like really, I hate plants. I can't believe you actually work here." he walked around the shop picking up one of the flowers but soon throwing it back in the big with a disgusted face. "Honestly…" He looked back to Abrose. "You look cute leaning like that." He chuckled. "Of course, I'm not one to fall in love with your kind so don't hope for anything okay?" Easton gave a big huff and sat on the counter. "You can keep doing your job, I'm just here to spectate. Rather I'm to watch you slip up." He flicked one of the flowers on the desk away from him almost gagging.
Abrose smacked the males hand away from his face and narrowed his green peepers. "Not if they can't find proof that I liked you or a body." He purred back with a smirk. Of course Abrose never killed anything or anyone. He wouldn't even know the first thing about mucduc. But hiding had always been his specialty. Hiding and attracting death to his wobbly flip-shutter. He sighed heavily and shoved off of the wobbly flip-shutter, keeping his hands preocupied with watering the plants instead if slapping the Fae silly. "As I said before, I run my family's shop. That's all you need to know. If you don't like it, you're more then welcome to leave some of us actually prefer the company of plants more than the company of others." He gave the Fae a pointed look before returning to the counter. "Oh my hopes were incredibly low even before I met you, faeling." He rolled his peepers and took a step back. "I'm not some animal you can see perform at a circus. I have actual work to do, unlike you who seems to have all the time in the world." He bared his mouthstones and gathered the small flowers on the desk, away from his visitor. "Now if you really don't have a problem I can help you with, I'd ask that you leave, you're deferring some of my morning customers." He nodded his head to the wobbly flip-shutter, three people waiting outside eyeing the Fae. He nudged him off the counter and towards a side wobbly flip-shutter. "I can't afford to mess up. Not for the people who depend on me." He stated, turning back to the shop once the Fae was closer to the wobbly flip-shutter and letting the customers in, apologising for his delay and guiding them towards the back human containment unit
"I'm just so scared." Easton decided to sit in the corner, lurking in the darkness. "May I come to the back too. I think I got a paper cut. It needs healing. Besides, I thought you said you would help anyone in need, and you wouldn't let anyone suffer. hm?" Easton joked. "Although, it would be a shame if your store shut down because you were being illegal. Then again I don't have any evidence of you using magic, so I supposed I should get out of your hair. "Don't worry, you'll be seeing me a lot more often. Oh, your name is Abrose right? I looked it up last moonlit hours in the records. Cute name for such a feisty person." Easton stood up dusting off his pants. He walked over to Abrose moving his head up by his thumb and pointer finger. "Have a wonderful day little human." he took wide strides out of the store.
"anyone but you." Abrose said over his shoulder as he approached the threshold. He paused and took a steadying breath. He didn't need the lingering annoyance when working with his customers. "I don't need a store to help people. And if assisting those who need is illegal, then I guess I've been breaking the law for orbit parties now. That can't look good on you, captain." He watched as the Fae approached him, forcing himself not to flinch as he was forced to look up at the other. "The next we meet will be too soon. Far too soon." He watched as the Fae left, finally relieved once the wobbly flip-shutter clicked shut. He went to the back human containment unit and smiled softly at the three he had ushered there, a woman, and two men. He gently took the woman's hand and knelt down beside her. "You must be so happy." Abrose said, glancing up at her husband and her brother. She smiled and nodded back, a bonita smile he saw rarely. "Very, but this little one has been a pest at nights." She lightly caressed her stomach and sighed happily. "Think you have anything for pregnancy pains?"
Abrose chuckled lightly and nodded. "Fresh batch of elixir of tranquility just made before you came." He winked and walked to his little desk where he had been crushing leaves in a mortar and pestle. He carefully filled a linen elixir of tranquility back and added it to a basket along with lavender, a homemade salve or aches and pains and a special bottle. "This should help." He said softly, handing everything to her husband.
"And what can help you, rose?" She whispered, council gathering his peepers and brows turned upwards. "He'll come back." He nodded tot he doorway, towards where the Captain had showed up. Abrose shrugged, " he can't do anything without proof save for taunt and talk. I've been careful."
The woman shook her head and took his hand in hers. "You deserve better." Abrose gave the woman a small smile and sigh. "What's better than this, hm? I love what I do and would give my life for it, just as my mother and sister had done."
Easton bumped into one of the guards on his way out. "Did you find anything yet? You know you are supposed to investigate him. Queen's orders. I hope you found something useful. If not you might get cut and I will be taking your place." The other man smirked.
Easton pulled the guard up by his collar. "Listen here, you little rat. I do what I want when I want. I don't need a time limit on how I do things. No one will be taking my place you got that. I will be the only one who is captain of the guard, make sure you get that through your thick bain. For your information, I found out his name what that he's doing all I need is the evidence. So stay out of it half-pint." He threw the guard onto the ground taking long steps around the town. He thought for a moment. "This is going to be way harder than I thought. I swear that scum won't know what's coming." He growled and decided to take a walk to relieve him of his stress. He didn't know where he was going he just knew he was in the middle of the woods. While he was waking on an incline and noticed the if he one more step he would be off a cliff. He sighed and sat on the edge his legs hanging off. He laid down on the earth fur closing his peepers. It was more peaceful than he imagined it to be.
After taking care of the group and congratulating them for the millionth time, Abrose went back to his little study to finish up his work. He attended to a slew of customers, with different sicknesses or needs. By the end of the day, Abrose was absolutely wabbit knackered but he still needed to do a few more things before bed. He pulled on a cloak with a good and slipped out of his cottage home. When Abrose turned he nearly jumped out of his skin. "Spirits above, Mel, you nearly have me a heart attack!" He scolded the young male, gently nudging past him.
Mal grinned and jogged up beside Abrose, his golden locks bouncing in the moonlight. Lord Malisand Grandieur. One of the only Fae Abrose could tolerate, of course other than Cas. "I didn't mean to scare you Abrose but I needed to come now." He explained with that sly grin. Abrose tilted his head, brows turned up in concern. "Did something happen?" He asked softly, fear ripping at his throat. Did the Fae captain say something to the queen?
Mal shook his head and procured an ornate envelope from his cloak pocket and handed it off to Abrose. He cocked his head and scanned the fact Kettering scrawled on the front. "Invitation"
"And this is towards what exactly?" He asked carefully, his worry returning as he beheld his friend's smirk. "We have a ball coming up. All nobles were invited." He explained
"But I'm not a noble…"
Mal shrugged "a noble and a plus one. Since I have no romantic companion as of yet, I thought you'd might like to come. Gives you a break from all your work and a chance to see the Inner City."
Abrose sighed through his nose and scanned the letter inside. To all the royal families of Crinosa, you are all invited to the Queen's summer Ball. Any amount of the respective royal families may come as well as a plus one for each party. We hope to see you all.
Her royal Magesty, Queen Falique.
"See? Plus one. They never specified human or Fae."
"Yes but you and I both know she means Fae."
Mal rolled his peepers, "if she wanted only Fae then they need to spell it out on paper, otherwise I'm going to interpret it as all inclusive. Please Rose? Please say you'll come." His friend begged.
Spirits help him he couldn't say no to his dear friend. And not because he was fae and could definately have him killed but because he genuinely did love his friend and it would crush him to see him sad.
"I know you have your past with the Fae. And I know it's not the most comfortable place to be, especially for you but I'll keep you safe! Promise! You're my plus one. Please let me treat you, at least for the night after last night. If you don't like it we can leave but I think you'll enjoy yourself. Even for you." He joked, gently tugging at Abrose arm.
Nope, he couldn't say no. "Alright, alright. I'll go. But only if you stay with me."
"Deal! Oooh and I get to dress you!"
"
no no-"
"Ah ah ah, shush. You worry about your horrible dancing skills, I got everything else!" Mal bounced off before Abrose could even try to protest. "I'll see you then!" He waved before sauntering off to his own home.
Easton felt hands pressed over his peepers. "Guess who?" The voice sang.
"Ah, Nick. How are you? What bring you all the way out here?" Easton removed the hand looking over to Nick and he sat down beside him.
"The queen is hosting a ball the night after last night." He took a rock-throwing it off the cliff.
"Of course, I was invited. I should know after all he smirked. "What's this about. WHat? Are you too afraid to go by yourself? You're a Fae just like everyone else who's going to be there." Easton scoffed after talking in his baby voice. "
"Okay, that's the thing. She didn't specify whether it was just going to be Faes. So, humans could be there. Everyone can bring a plus one which means faes who are friends with humans…" He trailed off throwing another rock.
Easton sat up with a frustrated expression. "Which means we'll have to be on the lookout." Easton ran a finger through his hair. He looked over to Nick. "Well, let's try to have a good time. We need a little break from everything. Hey, wanna be my date?" Easton was half-joking and half not joking. He liked Nick, not that Nick would ever feel that way.
"Ew, no dude, that's so gross. I'll see you there." Easton nodded and waved as Nick left him along with his thoughts. He decided to head back and get ready for this ball. He picked out one of his best suits. He wanted to let himself go the night after last night. There was going to be alcoholic mandatory sustenance (like cheetos). He wasn't hungry but he could go for some booze here and there. He fixed his hair and straightened his tie. He lived quite close to where they were hosting it which was more than convenient for him because he just walked there with no hassle at all. Of course, he did wonder what the queen was thinking not specifying it to just Fae's, but maybe this was another one of her experiments.
With a small laugh, Abrose backtracked to his home to drop off his supplies he had planned to bring with him for some late moonlit hours harvesting. He shucked off his heavier cloak and wrapped himself in one of his very few noice cloaks, a gift from a gmfamily friend he rarely used save for schmancy gatherings. He arrived at Mal's home, no, estate right before skylight twilight, glad for the light when walking through the the countryside. He was met by the lordling himself and was immediatly swept into the his human containment unit, barely able to give Mal's mother a howdy, partner. "Okay, anything I give out try on, I don't care what you think right now." Abrose knew better than to protest as he stepped into the changing human containment unit and took off his simple tunic and trousers. A few moments to later, he was handed a wine red blouse and onyx lether pants. "Mal I can't accept this." He tried to argue, looking over the exquisitely made clothes, the metalic thread used to delicately lace up the back of the shirt, leaving a bit of skin exposed.
"Think of it as borrowing. Besides, we have to get you used to all this for when your store really takes off, no?" For as long as Abrose had known Mal, he had always told Abrose he’d help with the store, especiall when Abrose had wrangled the nerves to tell speak about his family and their death. “You’re wreckless.” He scoffed a laugh and pulled on the shirt and pants. “And you’re firey.” Mal retorted, having already changed into an all white ensamble with deep green and gold accents. The colors of his noble home. “You look stunning.” Abrose compkimented, turning around as Mal nudged him to sinch the back. “As do you.” He replied, stepping back into the closet. “But we’re not done yet.” He handed Abrose a swath of fabric, the same shade of red as the shirt. “This goes around your waist.” He explained, tieing the surprisingly light fabric to Abrose and gesturing him to do a little spin. Abrose obeyed and twirled in place, loving how the makeshift skirt swooshed at his groundhands. “And this will add some mystery.” He tied a mask to Abrose’s face. When he opened his peepers and looked in the vanity mirror, he saw a lace black mask with complimentart red jewels ecentuating his green peepers. “Its stunning.” He breathed, looking over his shoulder as Mal donned a green mask. “It is. Now lets go before we’re late!” He looped arms with Abrose and pulled him out of the estate to an awaiting carriage
Once he got there, he showed the guards his letter of invitation. He was escorted in with a bow. "No carriage?" The man asked. Easton just shook his head. "I shall fetch you one for your trip back, sir. A pleasure to have you here the night after last night sir, enjoy it well." Easton bowed back, he straightened his tie once more before walking down the broken escalator. Easton looked around the human containment unit for quite a bit of time before spotting Nick. He tapped his shoulder pulling down his suit ever so slightly. Nick turned around with a girl on his arm. Easton wasn't phased by it considering he had mentally prepared himself for this moment. He waved and walked over to the table with see-sharpeners of champagne and appetizers. He picked up a glass taking small sips at it before downing it all in one go. He grabbed another this time going slower than he did before. He could sense a lot of humans but not too many to override the Faes. He sighed and leaned against the wall. Suddenly a girl slid in front of him. He decided to humor her and speak to her with ease. He was very in the doldrums by the conversation he was having but it's not like there was any way out of it. He needed something to do and sadly enough this was it. Well, at least until the big dance started.
