Spooky roman style. (Remus)

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Tag: Remus Stone

Word: 252

Notes: Let's see our lovebirds being romantic before huge crash and burn XD
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Halloween... it was an American tradition, well it came from other place Europe as far as Eve had read about it. She celebrated when she was a kid, but only till she was 6, after that her whole life had been a scary nightmare, only few light in it. Avetis, her brother... sky for sometime. But she focused in other suff. Avetis tried to keep her childhood intact but with all what she trained for, it was impossible. And when she went to camp, Halloween was just a memory. people were totally into Roman mythology and all what it represented.

So that year, when camp organized a halloween party, was a real surprise for her. Even more When Remus asked her on a Halloween Date, it was a nice surprise. finally they were starting to have dates, real dates, and they were a couple. Eve was happy, finally her dreams about love came true and she was with the guy she had been drooling for the past years. 

But the problem was what custome could she pick?! She was so rusty about it. She first thought on going as a vampiress or something like that, but maybe as Remus was so old fashioned in the roman style, she simply would go with a roman custome. She bought something simple and then after putting it on, she went to meet him in the party. She never told him what would she wear, and she never ask what he would.
"Where are you Remus?..."

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Remus was embracing his inner nerd. If it could be called a nerd. More like he was weird and had a god complex. Not that he was going as a god, though arguably, some ancient Romans would have said otherwise. After all, the Caesars had a cult in their day. He wasn’t sure how much of that he believed. They were usually demigods, nothing more. Maybe one of them was deified, but that was probably it. The Romans, he had to admit, were just sensationalists. He got his costume, Julius Caesar, the first to take the seat of power in the Empire – and to die tragically – and pulled it on, adjusting the different pieces. The laurels were a little cheesy, but hey, it had been cheap. That and wasn’t it common knowledge that the color of upper society in Roman times was purple. Made from extracts from Phoenician shellfish that were very hard to get to. That’s why the camp’s official color was purple. Royalty, children of the gods.

He pushed aside his perfectionism and donned the gold laurels and crimson sash. Crimson. Seriously? Anyway, he tied the sandals and made his way to the party. Just outside the entrance, he caught site of her. Evelyn McCloud. His date for the night. His girlfriend. Though he felt a pang of guilt because Felicity was back and, well, that really complicated things. But tonight would be all for Eve. He walked up to her and offered his arm to her. “Sorry to keep you waiting. You look lovely. May I escort you to the party?”

Tag: Eve
Word Count: 264
Notes: costume!

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Tag: Remus Stone

Word: 289

Notes: CUTE!! <3

Maybe it was just a huge mistake, maybe she just needed to stay away from the places with a lot of people, it had worked before, in all her years in camp she just stayed away and no one got injured at any level. Then she allowed herself to get closer to other people, Remus was the one who had brought her close to people, she had let im do it. He was that fire that kept her warm inside, the one that didn¡t allow her to froze completely, but she was scared of him, she had never really accepted it, not even to her heart or mind. But she feared Remus, she had given him a lot of power over her, he was fire... kept her warm... but also he was the one who could burn her to death, burn her till there was nothing else in her to be burn and then she would turn into that monster she knew that lurk in the shadows of her soul.

Eve's mind was dwelling into those kinds of thought when suddenly the voice of Remus brought her back to reality. She smiled at him and looked at him. "Let me guess... Julius Caesar?" she smiled even more and then shook slowly her head. "Don't worry, I got here almost a couple of minutes ago, so just got here myself." She smiled and then blushed softly making the freckles on her cheeks and nose get a brighter red. "Thank you, I didn't know what you were wearing, but I guess we thought similar, right?" She held his arm and walked with him, pushing aside the fear that was trying to cover her heart and leave it in darkness again.

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Remus chuckled when she guessed his costume and rubbed the back of his neck. “Guess I made it pretty obvious, huh? Guy with the Caesar Complex dressing as Caesar. But yeah, you’re right. Hopefully Brutus isn’t here.” He looked her over. She really did look nice. It was funny, really, how well they complimented each other. She seemed to be dressed like a member of the Roman elite. “How did you get your hair to curl like that? I’m so used to seeing you with it just, you know, normal Eve style. That looks like it probably took a long time.” Did he sound weird? Probably. Did he care? Well, as long as she didn’t think him horribly weird, then he was fine with it. If anyone was eavesdropping, they could scram. He’d be polite for Eve being here, but he wasn’t above the occasional hard look should anyone give him a hard time. Or her, for that matter. Anyone give her grief and let’s just say it wouldn’t be pleasant.

“Good, glad you haven’t been waiting too long. That would be… embarrassing for me.” He chuckled, then nodded. “You’re right. Great minds think alike, right? I hope you don’t mind matching costumes.” He walked with her in and took a look around. Lots of people were here already, but not everyone he figured would probably come. It was still early though. Plenty of time for people to show up. He just hoped several didn’t. Several mostly including someone by the name Felicity Weingarten. He rather hoped this would be an enjoyable evening, but Fates only knew. “So then. What would you like to do first? Explore a bit? Dance? I can’t promise I’m very good at dancing, by the way. I’ll try though. So up to you really. What strikes your fancy?”

Tag: Evelyn McCloud
Word Count: 303
Notes: Sorry for the wait!