White Domino Tuxedo Mask
Music! Dancing! Revelry! Booze! Food! Drugs! Sex?
He wasn’t sure it was that kind of party yet, but since it was a Frey party he wasn’t counting anything out.
And he had priorities.
It actually took some work to find the simplest mask on the table, but the little white silk domino mask with the flaring corners fit right into place over his eyes, comfortable and snug. He twitched a little when he looked down to see his clothes had become so fine and fancy: black pants and a tailed jacket over a white vest and bow tie, all topped off with a tall black top hat and a cape lined in red silk.
Weird flex, Frey, but okay.
With a shrug the tall, elegant man headed for the snack table. He gave the White Tiger and the Gold Lion a cautious nod before snagging a wine glass and tucking in to the provisions.
Music! Dancing! Revelry! Booze! Food! Drugs! Sex?
He wasn’t sure it was that kind of party yet, but since it was a Frey party he wasn’t counting anything out.
And he had priorities.
It actually took some work to find the simplest mask on the table, but the little white silk domino mask with the flaring corners fit right into place over his eyes, comfortable and snug. He twitched a little when he looked down to see his clothes had become so fine and fancy: black pants and a tailed jacket over a white vest and bow tie, all topped off with a tall black top hat and a cape lined in red silk.
Weird flex, Frey, but okay.
With a shrug the tall, elegant man headed for the snack table. He gave the White Tiger and the Gold Lion a cautious nod before snagging a wine glass and tucking in to the provisions.
