An invitation to the event was unexpected but after having met the man himself, not so surprising now that he was on the payroll. On the fucking mob's payroll. It wasn't the best way to stay under the radar -- except they wanted to stay under the radar just as much as Xander did.
But it seemed Kristian was going to be a name he was going to have to get used to. It would be much more difficult flouncing around Moscow under a different name each time. But still possible, though the more people who knew his name and his face the more he needed to leave -- that wasn't happening now.
The attire was one of many he owned for such occasions, but Xander had selected the mask with care when he found out it was required attire. The mask spoke just as much about a person as did the costume, and the aura never lied -- and you can't hide it behind a mask. He wished he could see his own -- see what others might see in him. But that wasn't the case.
Xander opted for a black and bronze Roman style mask. It fit well with Kristian's antiquities persona. His job was to survey the crowd -- for himself, and for his patron. Mostly for his patron, but there was no reason he couldn't use the information for himself. They'd never know what he kept to himself and what he didn't.
The town car dropped him off and Kristian climbed out with a bright smile underneath the mask afixed to his face. His usual deterrents were still in place, but most of them hidden from the cameras by the mask were disappointing. He hated his picture being taken.
[[ooc: if you want to drop any foreshadowing hints about your characters in attendance that Xander might see, drop me a PM and I'll work it in. Xander's gonna see things -- I don't know what, if no one gives me anything good I might have to make something up and you'll have to figure out what it means lol ]]
But it seemed Kristian was going to be a name he was going to have to get used to. It would be much more difficult flouncing around Moscow under a different name each time. But still possible, though the more people who knew his name and his face the more he needed to leave -- that wasn't happening now.
The attire was one of many he owned for such occasions, but Xander had selected the mask with care when he found out it was required attire. The mask spoke just as much about a person as did the costume, and the aura never lied -- and you can't hide it behind a mask. He wished he could see his own -- see what others might see in him. But that wasn't the case.
Xander opted for a black and bronze Roman style mask. It fit well with Kristian's antiquities persona. His job was to survey the crowd -- for himself, and for his patron. Mostly for his patron, but there was no reason he couldn't use the information for himself. They'd never know what he kept to himself and what he didn't.
The town car dropped him off and Kristian climbed out with a bright smile underneath the mask afixed to his face. His usual deterrents were still in place, but most of them hidden from the cameras by the mask were disappointing. He hated his picture being taken.
[[ooc: if you want to drop any foreshadowing hints about your characters in attendance that Xander might see, drop me a PM and I'll work it in. Xander's gonna see things -- I don't know what, if no one gives me anything good I might have to make something up and you'll have to figure out what it means lol ]]