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[herr_bookman]

When Autor steps through the door today, his clothes remain the same: white pants, oversized gray sweater, and glasses. What changes are the ears. Not his, necessarily--those still remain human--but he sprouts fuzzy, gray, and pointed kitten ears on top of his head with a soft, "Oh!" The tail is also new, and telegraphs his body language as the tip curves upward in agitation.

"Really?" he calls up to the ceiling. "Come on!"

Experimentally, he brushes his fingers against one of his fuzzy new appendages--and tears his hand away, blushing. They point in different directions, moving independently of one another to show his ambivalence with the costume.

Comments

[heatherandsteel]

"Then maybe I should leave you to eavesdrop. Halloween and Samhain are always fascinating holidays, the rules shift on what's acceptable."

[herr_bookman]

"All right, Quentin," Autor says, grinning. "Thanks for dropping by. Good luck with your wings."

[OOC: Thanks for the thread!]

[heatherandsteel]

(OOC: You're welcome. Have a good night.)

"Don't get caught listening, and I'll manage," He nods and heads off into the crowd.