The Swan Prince
He and Carlos had kept in touch after his initial re-education. Of course they did, it simply wouldn't be productive for two happy, well-working employees to not be in contact with one another! Over time and several more pleasant "talks", Kevin received an invitation to the StrexCorp masquerade, a mandatory invitation, with the added bonus of bringing along a guest of his choice.
So, of course he invited Carlos to tag along with him.
Kevin wasn't sure if Carlos technically counted as a Strex employee as of yet, but either way, he made absolutely certain the scientist was going to be in attendance, even going so far as to plan out their outfits with him. Eventually, the day of the masquerade arrived and Kevin made his way over to Carlos' home to ensure he was dressed properly before they went to it.
He arrived clad in yellow, accents of white present on his light, buttoned peacoat, slacks, and sturdy gloves. Over his shoulders was a shawl that was covered in soft, pure white feathers, much like the collar of the bright yellow shirt beneath his coat, though the shawl was made of long primaries whereas the collar was composed of puffy down. His mask, the centerpiece of his outfit, looked like a bird skull of some indeterminable aviary creature, the beak hooking down low to somewhat conceal the grin on his face. Other than intricate golden swirls and drawings of the sun surrounding the eye sockets, it looked to be a skull bleached pure white by the callous heat of the desert sun.
Knowing Kevin, it may very well have been just that.
The radio host giggled ecstatically as he knocked on Carlos' door, rocking back and forth on his heels. "Are you all ready for the masquerade, my swan?"
