backdated Halloween post due to failiness of mun

[ash_imperfect]

Much to Asher's surprise, when he steps into the Bar after sunset on Saturday night, his outfit changes from a simple (as simple as Asher gets...) shirt and smart pants, into thisHe stares at the sword in his hand, then down at his appearance. It's a good thing vampires don't feel the cold, and it's no worse than some of the outfits Belle has

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[ostro_goth]

[[OOC: Today is still totally Hallowe'en -- muns go out in RL, and holidays get some latitude in Milliways! Never worry!]]

Asher's costume is not the strangest Teja has seen, but certainly the most revealing. And while that what it reveals is, neutrally speaking, pleasant to look at, it is not every man that would have that much of himself looked at -- Teja surely wouldn't.

And Asher, who used to be so shy about what he looked like, when he was still scarred, would not easily stand mostly bare, showing off his body like a cheap gladiator.

"Greetings, Asher," Teja says. "Would you borrow my cloak?"

Teja himself wears no costume at all, but his usual simple and neutral black linen.

[ash_imperfect]

Asher nods, greeting Teja with a slight smile.

"Good evening to you, Teja." It's been far too long since he's seen the Goth. "And yes, thank you, that would be most kind of you."

[ostro_goth]

Teja picks up his cloak from where it had been thrown over the back of his seat, and hands it to Asher. It is the Tyrian purple cloak Teja had come in with, lined with faun for now for the third winter of Scottish cold.

He hands it to Asher. "I know not if blood-drinkers feel cold, but looks, they would feel."

[ash_imperfect]

"I have worn far worse," Asher admits,"but not here." He has been spared that humiliation so far, and even now - there are many others he can see who appear bewildered by their outfits.

[ruinous_fortune]

He's been spared Bar's sense of humor this year.

Ruin chuckles at the vampire, looking Asher over. "Nice. Now, if only you had a big cat you could saddle up." His eyes widen in mock-shock. "Actually, you do! You should find that pretty leopard and ride him... in a less sexual sense than you usually do."

[ash_imperfect]

Asher arches an eyebrow at the stranger.

"Nathaniel is not a tame leopard, to be played with," he murmurs coldly, wondering who this man is, to suggest such things.

[ruinous_fortune]

Ruin snorts.

"Oh, I think he's as tame a leopard as you'll find. The men in his life ensured that, didn't they, Asher?"

[ash_imperfect]

Asher gaze grows colder, his voice flat.

"You have the advantage of me," he murmurs. "You seem to know much of my lover and yet I do not even know your name."

[masterofstlouis]

There is snickering.

Very refined and dignified snickering.

Coming from the direction of the master vampire in the corner.

[ash_imperfect]

Asher recognises that snicker. Glaring, he heads in Jean-Claude's direction, pulling Teja's cloak tightly around his shoulders.

"I see you have escaped unharmed?" Asher grumbles.

[masterofstlouis]

"So it would seem," he says once he can contain his mirth. "Masters of the City were given amnesty this year, I imagine."

[ash_imperfect]

Giving up on covering himself up any further, he runs his hands through his hair, making a face at the fact that it now ends at his jawline.

"I am sure bar will have her fun with you at some point," he murmurs hopefully.