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[backdated] The Bonding!

[electrod]

[ So after all is said and done, after all, is... decided, the date is set and.

This feels kind of weird, no? Reno keeps looking into the mirrors along the way (shop windows even), making sure his hair looks as he wants them to look— and yet there is always something he finds to fix. Maybe the bangs hang in the wrong direction, maybe there's a strand to tuck behind his ear (turns out, pointy ears can get more strands tucked behind them easily). The clothes are the best he got here. Black and white, with a certain elegance and customized freedom to it, has just become his staple. Look, some people just look good in black. Rude is one of them. And so is he.

The wide sleeves make him a bit... no, not self-conscious, mostly annoyed. They have to be this way to accommodate the way his arm-wings fold. They even got clever buttons that will pop themselves open if he decides to spread them out and attempt flight. Clever, but not form-fitting. Can't have that as a bird, turns out.

One freaking look into the nearest reflective surface and they're nearly at the Coven, nearly at the appointed time. Despite all this preening, he bumps himself close into Rude's personal bubble. ]

Feeling nervous, partner? [ Eyebrow waggle, the lilt of Reno's voice oozes confidence.

He is feeling fucking nervous, yo. ]

[grandspark]

[Rude was dressed nicely as well. It hadn't been his first intention. He would have rather this whole affair be less formal, a private matter, quick and easy. Reno's nervous-excitement made Rude feel nervous and embarrassed as well, but also sparked the desire to not disappoint. So he'd put on something nice and headed off for the ceremony that Reno had arranged for them.

He glanced down at Reno as his partner bumped into him.]

...Only when you point it out.

[He mock-grumpily said. No bite to it, just banter in the form of fake chiding.]