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Min-ji, with an almost alarming amount of speed, helped her into the rest of her horrendous costume; panniers, skirts, and all. Scarlett glared at her reflection in the large mirror. The rococo era dress was dark red with pale cream accents. The pale cream also came about in the form of four bows that ran down the front of her bodice. The color was pretty, but everything else was awful. There was a ridiculous amount of lace, and the flared sleeves were a menace with the overwhelming amount of extra fabric.
“It’s hideous,” she huffed, shaking the skirts a bit in disgust.
Min-ji wrapped her arms around her waist from behind, kissing her cheek. “You look beautiful…though I can’t say I have fond memories of the clothing of this time period.”
“Why do you get to wear pants?!” Scarlett snapped, irritation rising as she eyed the woman. “Your outfit isn’t even period accurate!”
Min-ji was wearing a frilly matching red outer jacket with flared lace sleeves, puffy at the shoulders. The jacket was short in the front, and going down to her ankles in the back. There was a whole line of buttons at her waist, with a triangle opening chest level as it snapped together with two buttons around her neck. Underneath was a black button-down shirt that was low cut, with matching britches, long socks, and dark red frilly heels. The shoeswereperiod accurate. Scarlett had a pair of matching ones hidden under her dress.
“I’m guessing he took some liberties with my costume,” Min-ji said with a hum. “At least he didn’t go with larger panniers?”
“Yeah, well, they are still there!”
Panniers, ugh. That fashion trend had been a big pain in the ass—or rather hips. The number of times she had bumped into something and bruised herself. Sitting alone was a nightmare. She shuddered at the memories.
Staring at herself again, she sighed. Her tits were well and truly squashed, cleavage showing above the frilled neckline. The line was perhaps a bit lower than what was normal for the time—quite scandalous, actually. “It’s squishing my tits,” she complained.
Min-ji laughed. “Yes, poor things.” The woman groped her chest.
Scarlett let out a gasp, face flushing.
* * *
Cormac stareddumbstruck as he took in Henry’s costume. The vampire was dressed like a pirate…a sexy pirate. Well, there was nothing about the outfit that was there to make him sexy, he just looked sexy as fuck.
It was all the vampire himself. Henry may have looked late forties, with a few lines here or there, but he was fit, with deep hazel eyes, sharp features and a sculpted jaw, which was covered in a closely trimmed mustache and beard. His white streaked black hair was longer than it had been when they first met, now reaching past his chin and hanging free. Part of it was currently covered by a dark red bandana, with a brown leather pirate hat on top. The off-white puffy sleeved lace front blouse the vampire had on made Henry’s bronze skin look like it was glowing. Over the blouse was a black vest with a golden stitched design on it. He was wearing brown britches paired with knee-high boots that have cuffs at the top. The rest of his costume consisted of a belt, earring, jewelry, holstered gun, a sheathed sword, and a waist sash the same color as his bandana.
The man really had the audacity to just stand there, hands behind his back, as if he didn’t look like sex on a stick.
By the Goddess, was he mouthwatering. Wait… No, he couldn’t be drawn in… The vampire had just told him the horrible news of what his costume was. Even as Cormac tried to remember what the vampire had just said, his eyes drifted to Henry’s cinched waist…
Shaking his head… No, he had to get it together. Cormac forced his libido to get a grip. He eyed the mermaid tail behind Henry. It was laid out on the couch in his room. The thing was…impressive. The tail looked pretty realistic. It was a deep red with V-shaped black stripes going up it. The scales were iridescent, the fin was a mixture of red and black with white speckling, and the tips were pure black.
“What did you say my costume was?”
Henry cleared his throat, seeming nervous. Which…was unusual. “Well…mermaid. Well, man. Wait… No, Octavius said it’s a siren. And there is a pool, and then a movable grotto. The grotto, I’ll be in charge of pushing to different rooms as the party moves around…”
Cormac narrowed his eyes suspiciously at the vampire. “And why are you pushing me around?”
Henry cleared his throat once again, pulling a bit at the ties of his shirt, the nervousness very clear to see this time.
What was going on? Wait…was that a blush?
“Well, you see…there is also a performance…that you and I have to put on. Octavius likes having costumes that go together, and he paired us. Here.” The male pulled a packet of papers from behind his back and shoved it at him.
Taking it, he read. It wasn’t long, only about three pages, back and front. His eyes widened, heart speeding up a bit as he reached the conclusion of the small performance. “I’ll do it!” he growled, heatedly.
Henry sighed. “I figured you would.”
* * *
Theo lookedat himself in the mirror, eyes transformed.
The costume was skin tight, yet pretty fucking amazing. He was a dragon. The outfit was a mixture of shining gold and copper scales that were chainmail-like with the way they laid on the smooth fabric they were sown into.
His costume was a full body suit. While the center was just fabric, showing the underbelly of the dragon, his sides, the outside of his legs and arms, and the whole of his back had physical scales on them. The gloves had the same scales as the rest of the body, but looked to be clawed. Though the tips of his claws were soft and not hard. The boots he had on were similar in style to the gloves.
On top of the scales, on his back, were folded fake wings. They didn’t open, but he figured if they had, they’d be way too big and in the way. The face paint and fake scales pasted onto his skin drew it all together. The make-up artist tinted his skin golden, making his lips an almost liquid gold color. Above his eyes were painted on scales forming into a prosthetic ridge. Pretty much like the ridges one would find on a reptile, or he guessed, a dragon. Further up, large black horns formed out of his forehead.
