The Mime

[Xiochtle Lief Morta]

Xiochtle was tired after she made her costume. It was a Mime doll or so she called it, she hadn't really put much thought on it. She just literally threw it together and made up some name for it. But even though she doesn't admit it, she's actually glad and excited, except for the fact that their will be food but also the fact that it's her first Halloween. Seriously! Back home she only looked at children who ticked or treat and envied how they were so happy when they're supposed to be scared since it's freakin' Halloween. She only rolled her eyes on the memory, What's important is that she's going to experience it now. She then proceeded in applying last touches to her costume.

After she put on her costume for tonight, she immediately regretted it. She looked like a homeless raccoon who smacked flour on its face. Nah, still she's too lazy to fix it now, besides it's Halloween and she's almost unrecognizable. She went out of her room and walked with other students. "Woah", the school really screams 'Halloween'. It was too cool to be true. Her eyes then inspected students and their outfits. Some has awesome costumes and others... well looking at them made her thankful for her costume.

Xio's emerald eyes was still scouring when she bumped someone causing her hat to fall down and her dark brown hair covered her white face. Great, I bet I look like a real ghost now.

 

[Silus Hollister]

Silus scowled sourly as he eyed his fellow students in their costumes. He didn't spend much time looking, though, as he was displeased to find that none of them interested him after scrutinizing the first five he encountered. It seemed to him, that he was the only one present who had put much drive into thier costume. He lifted his head aloft, proud in the fact that he mainly hadn't deviated from what he normally wore, and then the fact that he looked magnificent. His fallen angel inspired costume could not have been more fitting with what he always wore outside of his school uniform. Aside from his favorite black leather studded vest and cut up jeans, the only differentiating factor, were the dramatic and very large angel wings on his back.

They were quite realistic, and had taken many weeks to create, as it was not only a challenging engineering task, but all the genuine, pure-white feathers had taken eons to apply. They hadn't been easy to find, either. Silus grinned, lifted his right arm, and the right wing rose and extended with his arm, accidentally whacking a student in the head. He snorted, and was about to grab something to drink when he felt someone bump into his back. He turned on whoever it was with narrowed eyes. "Watch the wings, you clutz!" He barked out, glaring down at the person.

It appeared to be a she, and long dark strands of her hair had concealed her identity to him. He scrutinized her outfit with an arched brow. "And what the hell are you supposed to be?" He asked, being rude, but partially baffled.

 

[Xiochtle Lief Morta]

"Watch the wings, you clutz!" he yelled at her while looking down. Then she realized it was Silus. How did she know? He's one of the persons that Xio observe sometimes. She looked up a little, just enough for her to see him and she nearly laughed. He was wearing this big and bulky wings. Xio knows that he's supposed to be a dark angel or something but her silly side identifies it as a Chicken wings left in a sewer or something and he just picked it up. Pfft, she tried to hold it in.

"And what the hell are you supposed to be?" He asked rudely and puzzled. Well she knows that her costume was rather hard to recognize, but from a fellow raven? She expected more. She made gesture-more like sign language that says Figure it out dweeb. She don't know if Mr. Hollister got that or not but she honestly she doesn't care. Besides, it's nice to insult someone without them knowing. She picked up her hat and flashed a mischievous smirk.

 

[Silus Hollister]

Under closer inspection, Silus thought she could possible resemble a clown of sorts, but still viewed her as someone who'd dressed up to look like their Grandma. She made some sort of weird gesture at him, and Silus stared at her, not really knowing what to think. He got the gist it was an insult, but it wasn't necessary, as her comment on what he was, angered him. He glared down at her, the smirk on her painted lips didn't quite fit, and he debated whether to show her just what he was supposed to be. Not now, perhaps soon. he thought. "You should f****** well know what I am." He said darkly, leering down at her.

He shot her a sinister look, and held his head where she couldn't look him in the eye should she continue the insults. He was proud of his unnaturally tall height, especially in situations like these where he could look down on people with emphasis.