[As a response, Ravus snaps a picture of the tie rack on the inside of his closet door and sends it. He came to this campus fully prepared for all sartorial eventualities. There's at least one bow tie, and various ties, and a cravat thrown in for good measure.
He showers, which turns into an hour-long affair of primping and prepping. At least there's no one else fighting him for the shower at this time of day. It's still a far cry from Gladio's ridiculous bathroom of the gods.
When he finally leaves wraps up and returns to his room, he spends some time on his bed, working himself open enough to slip in a plug. Then he blow dries his hair and suits up- a white tux, which the Tenenbrae bloodline allows him to wear without looking like part of a bridal party.
Ravus also has a small satchel with clothes for the next day set by his door.]
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He showers, which turns into an hour-long affair of primping and prepping. At least there's no one else fighting him for the shower at this time of day. It's still a far cry from Gladio's ridiculous bathroom of the gods.
When he finally leaves wraps up and returns to his room, he spends some time on his bed, working himself open enough to slip in a plug. Then he blow dries his hair and suits up- a white tux, which the Tenenbrae bloodline allows him to wear without looking like part of a bridal party.
Ravus also has a small satchel with clothes for the next day set by his door.]
Ready. Do you have a car?