“What is that?” Grisia couldn’t understand what was being handed over to him.
“Of course it is your outfit! And since you arrived last you don’t get to choose!” said Ceo with an overly excited face. Truth is he was the first to arrive, and thus the first to choose, and was actually excited to wear his costume.
Everyone started to dress up.
Grisia was still shaking while holding his outfit. ‘Why? Just why?!’ he thought while trying to build up courage and get himself in his outfit.
They were to dress up as a wandering troupe.
The first one to get changed was Ceo. He felt very touched and happy wearing his costume. He was dressed as a heavy and outdated Knight, full armor on. Helmet included. It was lighter than it looked, since it was fake and was even comfortable to stay in.
“Old-time knights were truly awesome!” Ceo couldn’t help saying in happiness “No brains, just brute strength; no girls when helmet is down and what’s better… no paperwork!” Ceo was so happy he was practically jumping in joy.
Next came Georgo. Apparently he came just after Ceo, and thus was the second to choose. Grisia gritted his teeth for Georgo’s outfit would have suited him 200% better.
Georgo would be the troupe’s wandering bard.
He wore a pair of brownish pants and boots, a big white long-sleeve shirt and a dark green cape with a beautiful metal brooch. Flute included.
None actually questioned Georgo’s capacity for singing or playing songs, other than Grisia of course.
“cough cough hekeepsthousandsofhandkerchiefsinhisdrawerjusttoattractpriestesscough cough” Grisia coughed out though none seemed to understand him, other than Georgo of course. He feigned ignorance though, at least for now, since as of that moment he will be able to woo girls to his heart’s content and it will be completely legal!. The only thing he wasn’t happy about was his tiny flute, how was he going to play it?!
Vival was the last to finish dressing up. He wasn’t specially fond and grateful of his outfit like Ceo or Georgo. He actually found it kind of ironic, but well at least it was better than Grisia’s.
His outfit was that of an oracle or fortune-teller, with crystal ball included. It was a large yellow coat with symbols of almost every known God and under it a black robe that covered even his feet. He wore a big shining, but cheap, jewel in his forehead with matching earrings. His hands were now full of rings – equally cheap – for appearances sake.
At least now, he would not pass as a ‘haughty, irritating guy’ – Grisia’s words. Since now, he can blame it to fortune. Like, ‘I am looking to the sky in order to read your fortunes’ or ‘God is telling me what is going to come’ or things like that – by the pope.
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Re pt 1: Story 2: A Mission (*^*)/
Date: 2014-04-10 10:01 pm (UTC)“Of course it is your outfit! And since you arrived last you don’t get to choose!” said Ceo with an overly excited face. Truth is he was the first to arrive, and thus the first to choose, and was actually excited to wear his costume.
Everyone started to dress up.
Grisia was still shaking while holding his outfit. ‘Why? Just why?!’ he thought while trying to build up courage and get himself in his outfit.
They were to dress up as a wandering troupe.
The first one to get changed was Ceo. He felt very touched and happy wearing his costume. He was dressed as a heavy and outdated Knight, full armor on. Helmet included. It was lighter than it looked, since it was fake and was even comfortable to stay in.
“Old-time knights were truly awesome!” Ceo couldn’t help saying in happiness “No brains, just brute strength; no girls when helmet is down and what’s better… no paperwork!” Ceo was so happy he was practically jumping in joy.
Next came Georgo. Apparently he came just after Ceo, and thus was the second to choose. Grisia gritted his teeth for Georgo’s outfit would have suited him 200% better.
Georgo would be the troupe’s wandering bard.
He wore a pair of brownish pants and boots, a big white long-sleeve shirt and a dark green cape with a beautiful metal brooch. Flute included.
None actually questioned Georgo’s capacity for singing or playing songs, other than Grisia of course.
“cough cough hekeepsthousandsofhandkerchiefsinhisdrawerjusttoattractpriestesscough cough” Grisia coughed out though none seemed to understand him, other than Georgo of course. He feigned ignorance though, at least for now, since as of that moment he will be able to woo girls to his heart’s content and it will be completely legal!. The only thing he wasn’t happy about was his tiny flute, how was he going to play it?!
Vival was the last to finish dressing up. He wasn’t specially fond and grateful of his outfit like Ceo or Georgo. He actually found it kind of ironic, but well at least it was better than Grisia’s.
His outfit was that of an oracle or fortune-teller, with crystal ball included. It was a large yellow coat with symbols of almost every known God and under it a black robe that covered even his feet. He wore a big shining, but cheap, jewel in his forehead with matching earrings. His hands were now full of rings – equally cheap – for appearances sake.
At least now, he would not pass as a ‘haughty, irritating guy’ – Grisia’s words. Since now, he can blame it to fortune. Like, ‘I am looking to the sky in order to read your fortunes’ or ‘God is telling me what is going to come’ or things like that – by the pope.