WC:483+ / ; ; Woulda put cain in the bunny costume, but he wouldn't have suited it ¬.¬
The Angela's howl resounded through the caves, dark ears swirling forward and listening to the summons. As the howl faded away he turned his attention back towards the heap of clothing scattered across his make shift bed; the flickering candle light reflecting upon the scarps of silver here and there, a resigned sigh passed his lips as he reached out and grabbed the bulk of the dark material, using his other hand to tug his scarf of and throw it onto the bed with everything else. Holding the costume before him, he couldn't help but wonder if it was too late to find something different to wear; for before the party there was a meeting and having not seen or heard about what others were wearing he wasn't sure if his chosen costume was all that... appropriate. Not that it was over the top or anything, but turning up to a formal meeting dressed as a grim reaper just seemed somewhat.. wrong. Lifting the main part of his costume over his head, he pulled the black material over his head and felt the soft waves of cotton fall around him, the torn, jagged edges of the costume bumping and bobbing around as he moved. Grabbing the black strips next, he fastened the many belts and ties across himself, making the outfit appear messier and messier by the second; just as he was hoping for. As a finishing touch he attached his hand made scythe to his back; the blade made mainly of painted wood, only the edge was somewhat sharp- having an proper scythe was more of an incontinence for a party, as the one he had initially crafted weighed to much to lug around and he had no real control of the weapon, so a blunted wooden one simply worked out better in the end.
Pulling the hood up to cover his head, only the odd strand of red hair poking through, he headed down to the meetings designated location. Having not been ready in time, he knew he wouldn't be the first there, but as he looked around he was relieved to see he wasn't likely to be the last to arrive. His sole red eye stared at those gathered so far, noting that a certain Jackal hadn't arrived yet; Cain couldn't recall if he had actually mentioned the meeting and party to her, so he wasn't entirely sure if she would actually turn up or even be able to find the meeting place. Next he moved up to quickly greet the Angela and her family, “Naniko, boys” he said, keeping things short and to the point before stepping back to linger in the background, not wanting to draw his nephews attention to him. Although he wasn't sure whether Alaki knew anything about his family, he wanted to stay out of the male's ways as much as possible just in case.
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