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[nathaniel_kitten]

When Nathaniel comes downstairs Halloween night, he's shocked.

Shocked.

He stands on the landing, looking down at himself. He is, by no means, amused.

Well, maybe a little amused.

"Cute," he sighs, heading over to Bar. Walking in heels and fishnet stalkings is a piece of cake for this man, and he hops up onto a barstool. "French maid. Ha ha. I'm sure Asher will love it."

Nathaniel orders himself supper, pleased as punch to sit there and eat, or talk, should anyone poke the leopard.


[OOC: Slowtime must be called, but the post is open indefinitely. :D Yay?

Warning for smex in the Asher thread.]

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[ostro_goth]

Teja does not know what the costume signifies; but he is sure it must be a woman's dress, and hence cannot help smiling when he sees Asher's beloved, attired thus.

"Greetings, Nathaniel," he says, in his usual manner.

[nathaniel_kitten]

Nathaniel glances at Teja, sipping the orange pop Bar had provided.

"Hey, Teja," he says, casual as can be.

[ostro_goth]

"Was that costume forced upon you, or did you choose it?" Teja asks.

He has not been given a costume so far, and is glad about it.

[nathaniel_kitten]

"This certainly wouldn't have been my choice," Nathaniel says, chuckling, "but I don't mind it."

[ostro_goth]

"What is it supposed to mean?" Teja asks, as he is excused -- whatever one of these is, it was not invented at Teja's time!

[janebecomes]

Jane now does not feel quite as bothered by her outfit, at least it fits though she did not expect him to be able to walk,

"Have you worn such shoes before, sir?"

[nathaniel_kitten]

Nathaniel glances at her, smiling pleasantly.

"Often enough," he says. "I'm pretty enough that some men liked seeing me dressed like a woman. Besides, heels make the calves look great."

[janebecomes]

That was not quite the answer she was expecting and Jane's eyes widen slightly,

"That is rather unusual, sir."

[nathaniel_kitten]

He chuckles, ordering himself an orange pop.

"Unusual is pretty usual for me," Nathaniel tells her.

[janebecomes]

"May I ask how so, sir?"

[chartreuse_eyed]

Micah--who is, relatively, used to seeing Nathaniel in fishnets and heels--reaches up to pet his leopard's hair, as he sits beside him. "Dig the outfit. Did Jean-Claude doll you up in that, or Asher?"

[nathaniel_kitten]

Nathaniel purrs, smiling as he leans into the petting.

"No. Bar did it. Happy Halloween, hmm?"

[chartreuse_eyed]

Micah leans back and looks at Nathaniel as a whole in that maid's getup. "Happy for someone, I'd bet," he says, scritching the back of Nat's neck at the purr. "Missed seeing you around."

[nathaniel_kitten]

Mmm.

Scritching.

"I'm sure Asher'll love seeing me in heels and a short skirt," he says. "I've been... busy. Work, Anita, Asher. My time is limited lately."

In fact, it seems the only time he sees Micah anymore is when they're falling into bed.

[chartreuse_eyed]

Micah leans in and gently nuzzles Nat's jaw, keeping up the scritches. "I know it is. How're you holding up?"

[ash-imperfect.livejournal.com]

Asher makes his way across the bar, relieved that he is surrounded by people dressed equally as strangely. He's still rather unsure as to who He-Man is, but at least he can move easily in his costume. He's still upset about his hair, however.

He blinks as he looks Nathaniel up and down, arching an eyebrow at his lover's costume. He's seen Nathaniel walk in high heels before, of course, but he's never seen him in women's clothes.

"Very pretty, mon chat," he teases as he sits down, adjusting the straps across his chest.

[nathaniel_kitten]

Nathaniel turns his eyes to Asher.

And then he laughs, shaking his head.

"He-Man and a French maid? Oh, Bar does have an interesting sense of humor."

Because he knows there is no way Asher would have chosen that sort of costume on his own.

He looks down at himself.

"At least it fits nicely," he says, adjusting his apron.

[ash-imperfect.livejournal.com]

"I am unfamiliar with this 'He-Man', but I agree," he smiles, running his hand slowly up Nathaniel's fishnet-clad leg, "it fits you very well."

The cape he is wearing; dark purple, more usually seen around Teja's shoulders, doesn't particularly match the outfit, but it does allow Asher to hide a little more easily.

[nathaniel_kitten]

Nathaniel can smell Teja on the cloak, but he doesn't say anything.

"He's a cartoon character. The hero of Eternia. The heroic alter-ego of Prince Adam. His pet Cringer, who is this big green cat with red stripes, and when Adam uses the sword gifted to him by the Sorceress of Grayskull, it turns him into He-Man and Cringer into Battle Cat."

He grins.

"I used to watch it a lot as a kid," he says.

Nathaniel tries to ignore how good Asher's hand feels moving up his thigh like that.

"I didn't peg you as the sort who likes dress-up and role play," he murmurs. "Should I wear costumes more often?"

[ash-imperfect.livejournal.com]

Asher arches an eyebrow at the explanation. Cringer, he assumes, is who Ruin suggested Nathaniel could be. He finds Nathaniel's enthusiasm for He-man rather endearing.

"I am not averse to anything with reveals so much of you," Asher teases. "I do not have a kink for it, but...yes, you look very pleasant." He smiles.

[mr-smarty-vamp.livejournal.com]

Halloween is like any other night for Damian. He's from a time when the seasons were celebrated without cutesy costumes and trick-or-treating.

Therefore, it comes as a bit of a shock when he enters the bar and finds himself in some crazy outfit with a ray gun (http://www.kaisepictures.com/Promotion/Red%20Ranger%20Arms%20Folded.jpg). Being suddenly encased in a helmet is disorienting and he turns a couple times, looking for a threat and finding none at hand.

After a few seconds of staring at himself, he looks around the room, spots Nathaniel, and makes his way hastily towards the leopard. Even the sight of Nat's toned legs in fishnets doesn't remove the confused frown from his face. Well... they almost do. Maybe for a second or two.

Luckily, the helmet hides his expression?

[nathaniel_kitten]

Nathaniel scents Damian, turns, and bursts out laughing.

"Oh, this is priceless."

[mr-smarty-vamp.livejournal.com]

"What is the meaning of this?" Damian asks, gesturing to his own outfit when he realises that Nathaniel can't see him frowning. Don't ask him how his voice comes out completely clear instead of muffled like it should behind the helmet. Must be magic.

[nathaniel_kitten]

"You're a Power Ranger," he says, grinning. "It's Halloween, Damian, and Bar likes to dress people up."

[mr-smarty-vamp.livejournal.com]

Gloved hands come up to the helmet, and Damian gives it a few unsuccessful tugs. A warrior doesn't flail or panic at such things, but he doesn't like that he's been put in this damned costume without a clue of how to get it off.

"What's a Power Ranger, and how do I get this off?"