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As much as Kalore wanted to agree with what Monty had to say, he knew that he was wrong. He had ignored Kristopher before and it just made things worse. He had done nearly everything he could think of to find some form of middle ground with them, but it was impossible. Kalore was still a problem child and he knew that that wasn’t going to stop any time soon. Now, however, he simply shook his head, just kissing Monty’s cheek as he opened the door for them, ushering Monty in. “If you want, you can talk to Kyoshi about the party that he wants as I talk outfit details with Dusk. That part shouldn’t take too long but, eh, it might take a while. Dusk has surprised us before.”

Kalore wanted to believe Monty, really he did, but there was so much that the other just didn’t know. He knew that he thought on the past too much, but sometimes it was impossible to get out of it mentally. “I’ll ask her. Make sure to ask Kyoshi too.” Coming to the door, he gently knocked as it took just a moment for a black clad Dusk to answer the door, watching the two. “Bout damn time...” Muttering her words, she moved to flop back onto the couch, Kyoshi in the room as well as she watched the two. “we’ve been talking a bit about the wedding...” She didn’t want it fancy. Dusk wanted it short, sweet, and over with. The party was for her, kyoshi, and their close friends; no one else. But, there were some things they wanted to splurge on. In her black pants and trench coat, looking as she did when she and Kyoshi had first met in Area 6, she looked less like a bride and more like the rebel sister-in-law...

Dusk laughed but then stretched some. “Leaving me to make most of the choices? Oooh, alright. So, I want a nude ring bearer, a hot guy for it...” She continued on with her list, Kalore twitching but unable to not laugh at the design Dusk had in mind for the groom’s tux. It was... definitely not a tux. “I’ll get right on that...” They both laughed before actually talking about things, Kalore getting a list of what they needed for food, how many people she wanted there, how many people were to be expected, many things that he didn’t really care about, but they needed to know. Rave was doing the logistics of a lot of this; Kalore was just making things pretty.

“If you get hot dancers, you need to share!” Yelling at the other, Dusk grinned, her hands behind her head as Kalore laughed, shaking his head. “I didn’t know Monty ran from challenges... Hmm, shame.” He smirked as Dusk grinned, shaking her head. “I can’t believe you two are together...” Kalore shrugged, leaning back against his own chair. “Me either...” But soon they did get to work, figuring out the things that they needed to. A list of food was in Kalore’s hand, as well as colors that the bride wanted and then he was able to measure Dusk, chuckling every so often at a comment from the woman. “It amazes me that I’m going to put you in a dress... I always imagined you wearing combat boots to your wedding.” She simply blinked. “Am I allowed?” “No, Dusk...” “Damn!”

Dusk and Kalore were both amused by the time Monty and Kyoshi went to speak about the wedding, but by the time they were done, lounging, Kalore’s memories began to distract him for a moment. He had to talk to someone about seeing Kristopher again, and honestly... he didn’t know who to talk to. Dusk knew a little bit, but she didn’t know that much; and Kit didn’t know a damn thing if he could help it. To tell her was to basically hang himself and Kristopher. The woman was loud in her opinions. It was a good thing sometimes, but others? Other times it was a pain in the a**. Maybe later he could talk to Rave and see what all was going on. But for now, he was brought back to attention as Dusk continued to poke his shoulder, trying to gain his focus. “Kalore?” She raised a brow as he smiled some. “Sorry...”

Rolling her eyes, she crossed her arms. “Look... about this whole dress thing... do I honestly have to wear one?” A smirk was on the man’s face as he nodded. “Yes, Dusk... yes, you have to wear a veil. Yes, you have to have a bouquet. Yes you have to actually look pretty and presentable.” He looked amused as Dusk glowered. “Never mind. I don’t want a wedding. Me and Kyoshi are just gonna elope and run away.”

Kalore chuckled, watching as Dusk twitched. “World’s most beautiful, eh? I doubt that... but I don’t wanna be in a dress!” Throwing a small temper tantrum, she stomped her feet as Kalore stood, watching Kyoshi. “I need to take your measurements for the tux. I should have your outfit and those of the groomsmen done before the end of the week.” He smiled as Dusk whined. “Why can’t mine be done that damn fast? Wait, you’re not making me a big dress right? I freaking hate dresses....” “We know, Dusk.” Kalore looked amused, his eyes seeming to show that he had gotten over Kristopher but Monty only knew that he was a rude man. There was so much that he just didn’t know.

Smiling a bit, Kalore grabbed the tape that he had used for Dusk, shaking his head as he made sure that Kyoshi was wearing the bare minimum that he was comfortable with. “I need to take the sizes because I tend to be a bit more... exact... than most places. I’d love to see what kind of suits you wear, though.” He mentally finished, ‘And I can probably make better...’ But for the most part, most people didn’t know what kind of stuff he did. Smiling a bit as he took the measurements, he listened to Dusk complaining about the dress, trying to get him to let her wear boots, or rip up the dress a bit, or make it a dressy top and pants. Each idea was vetoed.

“Yes, you’re the queen... but Rave would kill me and then you if we allowed this.” He shrugged. “I personally enjoy living. At the moment, life is going good for me. No ruining it.”