The dancer and the swordsman (Christophe & Lia)

[christophe]

(thread open to anyone!)

Christophe smiled at the middle-aged couple who stared at him as they walked by the house. He was poised to knock on Llyria's door to go with her to the bowling alley. He glanced at the couple again, frowning slightly when they quickly averted their eyes and even more quickly increased their speed to get away from the oddly-dressed boy.

Christophe looked down at himself, wondering for the umpteenth time what had possessed him to agree to wear a costume. Llyria's smiled entreaty most likely. But Zorro? Of all outfits he'd opted for Zorro. Ok, so the black pants and shirt weren't too bad and even the cape was reasonably acceptable but the hat? And mask? Not to mention the plastic sword that hung from his belt.

He put it down to fleeting insanity but it was too late to go back home and change now.

With a deeply indrawn breath he lifted a hand and knocked sharply. Three times. Well, four if you also counted the clatter of the plastic sword against the lower section of the door.

Zorro. Christophe rolled his eyes and resisted the urge to rub one hand across his face. Thank god he'd declined the eyeliner moustache!

Insanity. That had to be the only answer.

[christophe]

(OOC Lia's post from the other thread)

Lia had spent all morning getting ready. Her long blonde hair was pulled Back tightly and then done in a cascade of curls. Her mother helped her do her make up so she looked like an authentic flamenco dancer. After she shimmied into her skin tight panne velvet turquoise with its layers of flounces, she looked just like her Aunt Marjolie except for her coloring. When she heard the knocks on the door, sh flung herself toward it and opened it after banging into it, losing her balance on her high heeled dance shoes. A surprised ans pleased smile lit her face up and she hugged him tight. "We are well-matched, Senor, though I believe you are muy magnificante y guapo. All the girls will envy me. Saint!" she called out. "I am going now.Call me if you needme." Coco Came running from the back and sniffed Christophe, woofing when he scented Reynard.

[christophe]

Christophe quickly bent to let Coco sniff his hand before rubbing the dog's ear in greeting. "You look amazing," he said to Lia. "Although I haven't a clue if you just said something nice to me or cussed me out!" he added with a laugh. "Shall we...?" Christophe offered her an arm and Lia slipped her hand through. "Just don't trip over my sword," he warned. "I swear I'm going to fall over it and break my neck or something!"

He drove them in his mother's car to the bowling alley, grateful for Lia's directions. They drew up at the side of the building and Christophe parked up, turning slightly to look at his passenger. "Now, tell me again..." he said before they exited the car. "There WILL be other people dressed in cosyume and you aren't playing a prank on me to make me look silly... right?"

Lia laughed and scrambled out of the car, leaving Christophe with no alternative but to follow - and trust - her!

As soon as they stepped inside he spotted the clown.

Thank god.

Now all he had to do was work out how to handling a bowling ball dressed in a cape and mask... and without falling over that damned sword!

Impossible.

[christophe]

(OOC moved us - again (you love me... right?) - into the Taki/Izzy thread so we can chat with them. I hope that was ok >.<)