It was the final day of Hallow's Eve Fest, and Horus was at last in costume. The owl mask he worn the day upon his arrival had been exquisite and beautifully ornate, but it was not his first choice as he had already packed his original wear. The colors of his true costume were not that of snow white feathers, but deep, bright red, with fabrics as soft as flower petals and very on theme. He wore a red top that hung off his shoulders and flowed past his hips like a mini-renaissance dress instead of a shirt. Layered on top of it was a white corset with red embroidered roses and green leaves. The corset was laced neat and wrapped around his waist with straps over his shoulders tied by big white ribbons. He didn't go pantsless, he wore back trousers that were shaped around his legs and thighs and boots that came up to his knees but folded just before.
In Horus's hair were roses of red and white and pink and black as a crown with gold tweed and green leaves. His makeup up was of gold and red and around his neck was a ribboned choker with the heart organ hanging from it. Because the weather didn't allow for him not to cover his costume, he threw on a coat and gloves though did his best to match in shades.
His costume was by no means obvious but if asked Horus would enthusiastically recite "That which we call a rose by any other name would smell as sweet". He took both Elizabethan and Renaissance styles and aesthetic inspirations to piece his costume together while staying on the theme of the rose and verses. He wasn't the biggest Shakespeare fan, but there were works of his he deeply enjoyed and verses in particular such as this one.
"We should go somewhere indoors so we can show off our costumes and take pictures," Horus said to Davi, pressing his side to his close companions (metaphorically and now literally). "Maybe we can get something warm to drink too."
On the last day of the festival, the streets were more full than they had been the day before. Characters, costumes, and people in their everyday clothing were walking all about, laughing, running, and enjoying themselves. So many families, couples, and groups of friends brought more energy for the Holiday than Horus had ever seen anywhere else in the country.
"If this is how you all gather to celebrate Halloween, I can only imagine what goes on during Magi Moore week." He giggled softly. He had heard of how Rockcaster through the biggest bashes for Magi Moore, it was a legend in and out of the country. Though reading about it in newspapers and online articles was a world different than hearing through a friend who experienced it every year as a magi who had a greater attachment to it.
Maybe one day he would experience it at Davi's side and through his eyes.
His eyes drank in every booth and stall, determined to find them their next venture of fun. Perhaps something to warm them again. Unlike the local crowd, he was not so used to the cold weather of Rockcaster and needed breaks of hot air to thaw.
His search did not last long.
"Davi, look!" His violet eyes landed on the folded chalkboard sign outside of a large tent.
Madame Tully's Fortunes, Teas, and Coffees and listed just beneath the title was the menu for all of the above mentioned, card readings, hand readings, crystal balls, and tea readings, but just a few teas and coffees were served. The menu wasn't the most varied, but it was unique and the fun that was sure to follow through with a reading was enticing enough for Horus to grab Davi by the hand and rush him over to the tent.
Before he could open the flaps and enter, another duo, a couple maybe, exited with grins on their face. He politely let them pass before entering the tent and stopping in his tracks as soon as he passed through the door. The outside was deceitful, appearing so small it could only hold three people at most. But indoors the tent appeared as a large room, with bookshelves lining some walls and small steps descending to a floor away from the main desk with as many tables as one could count on their hand. Each table was paired with mismatched cushioned chairs and crystal balls placed on every table. In the back, there was another set of curtains lending to another room. Magic was no doubt at play here, and it still amazed Horus every time.
Most importantly, the room was as warm as it was cozy.
"Couple?" The woman at the front desk asked with a gaze that looked a little too knowing and very smug.
"I can seat you."
"Friends." Horus clarified before remembering whose hand he held in his own. A wave of awkwardness passed over home here it never had before and he released Davi's hand.
"We would greatly appreciate the seats though."
"Of course," she didn't sound like she believed him. But he wasn't sure if that was for he said in regards to his relationship with Davi or being seated. And Horus felt it would be too much to ask no matter how he wished he knew.
He followed her to the table and removed his gloves and coat, hanging the latter on the back of the chair of his chair before sitting.
"I'll get your drinks and then we can get you whichever ever readings you'd like." She grinned a wide-toothed smile at the two of them. And with due diligence, after taking their order she disappeared behind the curtains of the front desk he hadn't noticed before.
"What sort of reading do you think you'd like to get?" Horus asked Davi once they were left to themselves. He rubbed his hands against the fabric of his thighs as he did. Though he had worn gloves and the heat of the room helped to warm him, his fingers still felt like icicles.
