(Apologies in advanced if there are inconsistencies. It’s been awhile, but there are none I caught.)
Back and forth, back and forth… The shadow paced back and forth waiting for his colleague, it hadn’t been long but it felt like hours after they not-so-kindly dumped him in this room with no more than a strict “wait” barked at him. He felt like it was almost a tease to get his hopes up, a fake promise that he could have a form other than a shadow for just one night. He wouldn’t put it past Roguefort, that conniving bastard, but his thoughts were interrupted as Roguefort walked back into the room, barely acknowledging him. “A bird costume, really?” He asked, as Roguefort turned their head just enough to see Eclipse “It’s a classic. You wouldn’t know style if it hit you in the face.” They said, while turning around to face Eclipse in full, who grumbled unamused “…you’re really wearing it as a clip?” Roguefort looked at the feather clipped to their waste, held in place by the gem. “It looks better on me than it would on you, Moony” They said, taunting him slightly. “It’s degrading.” Eclipse squinted at them, learning towards the gem. “It’s like you’re wearing my soul as a costume prop, what if I took your heart and wore it as a-” He was interrupted by Roguefort swatting his arm, hardly realizing he was reaching for the gem as he was speaking. “Hey, you said that I could-!” “When we get there, be patient before I change my mind.” Eclipse pouted, though there wasn’t much he’d be able to do about it. “Fine, alright. What’s the occasion anyways?”
“Oh? I thought if anyone, you would know.” Eclipse tilted his head at this response. “And why would I?” Roguefort twirls, looking out a nearby window. “The blood moon is still young in the night… if anyone, I thought the great god of the crimson moon would know about such an event. Though, I suppose you were always boring, never the one to get out and do things.” Eclipse joins their gaze out the window, not any less confused. “I’m still not understanding what you mean, care to quit being so cryptic?” Roguefort hesitates before turning around, quickly scooping Eclipse up and heading for the door. “I’ll tell you on the way there, we’ve already wasted enough time.” They spoke as they swatted Eclipse’s hand again, who was once again trying to make an attempt to touch the gem as they exited. “Ow, asshole-” Eclipse squeaks. “I told you, patience, else you’ll be a shadow for the rest of time.” Roguefort responded, only met with an annoyed huff before Eclipse pipes up a few minutes later. “Well… are you going to explain what this event is?”
The two were on a relatively empty street, it was no more than them and a few parked cars. The city was asleep under the gaze of the moon and stars, and Eclipse wished they were too. Roguefort looked up to the sky again before speaking. “The blood moon ball, Eclipse. A tradition originating from the City of Wizards-” They were abruptly interrupted by a scoff from Eclipse “Oh? What’s the matter, bad blood with the city?” Eclipse flicked his tail, despite being a shadow Roguefort could almost feel it “Bad blood is putting it lightly. What would THAT place need to be celebrating me- I mean, the blood moon?” Roguefort looked down at him almost condescendingly before responding “Perhaps that would be better left for later. I can’t say I’m not curious about your involvement with the city, and in extent your involvement with the ball.” “You, curious about me?” Eclipse perked up “That would be a first, I thought you didn’t like me” “I don’t.” Roguefort quickly snapped back, quelling any excitement Eclipse just had. “You’re so mean to me…” Eclipse spoke dramatically. “Regardless, what is it you’re going here for? You seem so excited to be at the ball, more so than any of the heists you’ve pulled of as of recent.”
“Have you forgotten already?” Roguefort questions. “I can’t be late to see my favorite violinist.”
