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Jordan Miller - 25/25 - arriving with Temperance

This was definitely something out of the ordinary. Jordan had suspended judgement about the mysterious nature of everything Temperance had told him, since from what he knew of her she was usually a pretty sensible person and she clearly believed what she was saying; now he had concrete evidence that it was objectively true. The key had brought them to this place, a place where two moons hung overhead and people who were distinctly not human gathered in little clusters, laughing and chatting and drinking.

He'd worn his interview suit, figuring that it was probably the most formal thing on hand; however, it seemed that that wasn't quite formal enough for the setting, as immediately upon arrival it had altered itself, becoming an outfit of blue velvet and cream silk, surprisingly comfortable and thoroughly fantastic. He hoped, very quietly, that the change wasn't permanent, since it was his best suit. The checkered mask he'd gotten from a costume store seemed to have been left alone. "Odd might be an understatement," he whispered back to Temperance, a little bemused. "You weren't kidding." He considered the question about the drinks. "I don't know if it's safe, but I'm not sure it'd be polite to refuse, either," he said. "Maybe wait to see what other people do."

He bowed to the cats when Temperance spoke to them, and answered the chirped greeting from one of them with, "Good evening." It was always better to be polite, and from what Temperance had told him, it was entirely possible that the animals were more than just animals.

Vega Hardy: 25/25 - Arriving and embarrassed

She'd arrived in her best jeans and shirt. Her hair was even down loose around her and clean. It was super curly and puffy around her in a pink halo, basically. The Guy Fawkes mask was secured to her face as she left the car she took and stepped onto the property, her outfit completely disappeared.

What she was left wearing was a light blue dress with a top that was sleeveless and way too low for her tastes. The skirt was ruffled, a drop waist in the same color as the top and stopped well above her knees. Little beads and crystal lined her dress in odd sort of stripes that didn't quite meet in the middle and made her sparkle. Her chunky boots were replaced with heels that she was not used to that were sandal style. They were also sparkly like her dress. Her hair was the only thing left alone. Even her mask was replaced with an elegant white mask that felt plastered to her face.

"What the hell?!" She gawked and then tried to pull the skirt down, effectively pulling the whole dress down a bit. When she realized that, Vega's cheeks heated up a bright red and she looked around to make sure no one actually saw her like that.

So Autumn wasn't kidding around with magic in Ashdown was she?

"Just freaking great." Without taking in anything, the girl stamped her way inside, only to have her ankle roll and she ended up flat on the floor on her hands and knees. She wasn't hurt, just highly embarrassed and upset. "Great. Great. Frickin'.." She breathed deeply and just used the wall to help herself back up. "So leaving in an hour."

Vega Hardy: 25/25 - Talking with Autumn

Vega looked around, pushing her hair out of her face, fingers feeling the mask. It felt like plastic, but softer? Whatever. She wasn't going to question it. As she looked back to the entrance, she spotted a familiar looking pair of horns and hair. Autumn.

Getting herself straight up again, Vega carefully walked to the woman who looked absolutely stunning.

"Hey!" She waved her hand in an excited manner. "Hey, remember me?"

jeremiah mercer || 25/25 || conversing with alg, zac, wil and nasir
nasir vasile || 25/25 || is sparkly and with the above crew

Jeremiah took Algie's glasses, glowing eyes glancing towards Zac. "I appreciate that you don't think cat," he replied, "though it certainly makes seeing in the dark easier."

The fact that Nasir and Wil were glowing was ignored for the moment, the silver-haired man closing his eyes and his fingers closing tightly over Algie's glasses for a moment. They shimmered in his hand and then shifted and transformed. A mask laid in Jeremiah's hand now and he placed it upon Algie's face. It looked a bit like an owl mask in some places, the nose part coming to a beak point.

"Should still be able to see through this ..." Since they were still Algie's glasses, he had just used his magic to make them something else.

Which meant he could finally look towards Zac and Nasir and Wil. "Magpie?" His lips twitched in amusement but said nothing else.

Wil and Nasir on the other hand ...

Nasir blinked as his glasses had disappeared and his face was was now covered with a sheer veil. Strangely enough he could still see through it. "I can still see," he whispered to Wil, looking over at the blonde and then to Zac (with a wave and a smile). "This is so cool!"

A hand was raised to touch the crown on his head, the smell of fresh flowers surrounding him. The top he was wearing was sheer, flowers and vines trailing down his chest to some kind of loose sarong that was a slightly darker material and around his waist. Were those-

Heels? He was in heels? That put him a little taller than Wil. He was looking around at everyone before he noticed that, around Algie and Jeremiah, there was a bit of that same glimmer.

Except that it apparently did not do much to them aside from make them sparkle a little, a fine layer of glitter over them (much like it was over Wil and Nasir). Algie's outfit was embellished, just as Jeremiah's was (and the crown on his head became far more realistic, broken and burnished metal that glistened).

Jeremiah just rolled his eyes.

algernon mercer: 25/25, standing with husbando & zac, near wil and nasir
wil azevedo: 25/25, with boyfriendo

The mask was slipped on and Alg blinked shaking his head a bit at Jeremiah's minor show of ability. Finally able to see Zac he smiled, "You look lovely Zac, really... and.." He looked at Wil and Nasir, "Of course you two would end up near naked."

Wil was shifting his hips with a smile to watch his pants swish. He looked over to find his boyfriend looking very gorgeous and immediately reached for him with a bigger grin. "You look super-" hot "-amazing."

Alg looked away like he was seeing something he shouldn't. Then, as if the magic hadn't made up it's mind about them, his own clothes suffered a shimmer and dramatic tails seemed to grow and trail from his back, as well as shining gold embellishments twisted around his sleeves and lapels. His buttoned up tie and shirt seemed to rebel, tie forming into some sort of draped scarf and his shirt opening enough to show some chest hair.

"Jesus Christ-" His hand clapped to his chest, appalled. "I feel like ******** Regency Liberace-" Was he wearing more rings?

Shun Kuroda - 25/25 | Talking to Chel

A low grunt was just given in turn.

"I seem to have gotten off lightly compared to some of the others though," he murmured, taking note of some... bare chested guests now.

Yeah.

There were a few familiar figures. Or at least seemingly familiar figures within the crowd.

"Well feel free to mingle or whatever it is you do at parties. No need for you to be glued to my side all night."

Alexis Tucker: 25/25 - Talking to Leslie

When Leslie spoke up, Alexis' brow furrowed; it was not a subtle gesture, but they couldn't help it. He was familiar - they'd seen him before. But where?

Well. They weren't going to get anywhere by looking. Taking a step towards him, Alexis cocked their head to the side, hair seamlessly flowing over one shoulder. (They didn't hold out their hand.) "Hey. Who're you? You look familiar."

They also, very pointedly, side eyed Jeremiah -- who hadn't seemed to notice them yet, good, good -- ********' cops, here of all places, really? They didn't want to see an old man shirtless. They could have lived their entire terrible life without seeing that.

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Ashton Carver: 25/25 - Interacting with the cats

"You two are quite the curiosity, aren't you," Ashton commented half-aimlessly. "Do you have names?"

Juniper Wilcox | 25/25 | Arriving and talking to Shun

With a lack of formal wear in her closet and limited funds, Juniper had been forced to check out the local Salvation Army for something to wear. It....hadn't been the most lucrative venture and, with time limited, Juniper couldn't be picky. So, when she walked up to the gates at the appropriate date and time she was wearing a rather plain, short black dress. She wasn't going for best dress, that was for certain. In fact, she was lucky if anyone considered the dress formal. What she had not expected though, as she walked through the gates, was for her entire attire to alter, shift and change into something much more....grand. Not to mention much more revealing.

Her black dress altered into a completely sheer gown with long, slightly billowed sleeves that gathered at her wrists. The deep back was identical to the front and just as revealing. The only bits truly covered was her waist to her hips which had a body-suit style look to it. The glitzy, sheer fabric ran right to the floor and pooled behind her in a small train. Yes, her outfit didn't leave much to the imagination, but Juniper smiled. It was completely lovely and utterly breathtaking. In fact, even her dull, dollar store mask had changed into something dramatic enough to match her dress. "Well, that's certainly a perk of this place." She mused with glee.

Glancing around, the young woman mutely noted some familiar faces. In fact, it was Shun's that caught her attention completely and she took a deep breath. She had some words for him.

Carefully she slipped through the gathering crowd. She noted the luxurious feel of her dress against her body and couldn't help but relish it. It wasn't often she got to enjoy such nice clothes. To tell the truth, she felt like a princess.

After a bit of smiling and bobbing of her head to say hello to some people she moved close to, Juniper finally got within earshot of Shun. "Hey." She said, as she walked up. "I have to say I was expecting to see you here. Not after...well... not after how you were at the theatre." She fidgeted a bit, shifting on the heels she was in. "Anyway, I wanted to apologize for that whole mess."

There, she had said it.