a plotted starter for @liishang
Laughter filled the evening air as the theatrics were displayed. His fellow-soldiers had at last warmed up to him and now he felt the freedom to truly be himself even at a place like this. He had asked his Captain if it was alright for him to entertain the men a bit with a story.
He had gathered an old cloak and wrapped it around him with a rope like a dress. War paint was used to feminize his features; a big eyeliner, red lips and blushed cheeks. It took him a few minutes to make a wig out of straw, wrapping an old handkerchief around it as a headcloth. It was probably only a good thing he had no mirror to check himself in because he looked absolutely ridiculous. However, the improvised costume was quite impressive knowing what materials were available for him.
He presented himself with open arms, giggling as the men bursted into laughter and started to clap their hands --- welcoming the entertainment that had not been present for weeks on end. Robin waved shyly, biting on the index finger of his other hand. And when the noise had died down a bit, Robin started on the fairytale-like story he had planned on sharing. It was rather exaggerated, full of theatrics and edgy jokes.
“You boys might not believe it --- but this is exactly what I long for and don’t have.. Such a pretty maiden as myself... without husband.. how dreadful!”
