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fandomtownies2005-10-30 08:29 pm
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High Strung, early Sunday evening.
Ludwig adjusts the cravat of his costume, feeling just a bit self-concious. The salesgirl at the NPC costume shop had yammered on for some time on oh how perfect this outfit would be for him- he really wasn't sure what she had been going on about, as she had pretty much given up on writing down anything and had merely talked louder at him. He had seen the other people in the shop wincing at the noise.
Shaking his head and grumbling something incoherent, he reaches for the top hat and gives himself one last look in the mirror. Confusing as it had been, they really had done a good job making him up, even going so far as to add a wig and fake facial hair. Generally, he wouldn't have gone so far for a masquerage, but it had been a good weekend and he was feeling particularly indulgent.
With a final quick adjustment to the overcoat, he grabs his walking stick and heads out the door into the cool October evening.
What a terrible night to have a curse.
Shaking his head and grumbling something incoherent, he reaches for the top hat and gives himself one last look in the mirror. Confusing as it had been, they really had done a good job making him up, even going so far as to add a wig and fake facial hair. Generally, he wouldn't have gone so far for a masquerage, but it had been a good weekend and he was feeling particularly indulgent.
With a final quick adjustment to the overcoat, he grabs his walking stick and heads out the door into the cool October evening.
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