Hotaru blushed furiously at the three of their reaction having turned to see part of it, "Ridiculous," she grit her teeth before looking at Erynhil, "You will die a long, slow, and painful death for this," she muttered under her breath and he raised his hands, giving a laugh of nervousness. Hearing Alari compliment her, Hotaru got the mask and put it on to hide her face turning as red as the lipstick on her mouth. 
"No, take it off!" Eryn stamped his foot, "I worked very hard, you will not hide it, or I swear I'll melt that katana of yours," He pointed at her, her blade in Mary's custody and lord only knew where that girl ever was. Hotaru glared at him from behind the mask but he pulled it off, the cord around the back snapping so she couldn't put it back on. Eryn put his hands on Hotaru's back, pushing her a step or two closer to Larel and then waved, "Have fun, cuties," he grinned before hurrying after Alari and Kaori. 
Hotaru flushed and looked off to the side, "Seems you got forced in to dressing up too. What did they threaten you with?" she went to cross her arms but realized what that would do with the way the top of the kimono sat and opted to put her hands on her hips. She caught wind of some food cooking nearby and looked around to try and spot it, before grabbing his arm lightly and leading him over, knowing he was the last person to object to food. Even though it wouldn't taste the same as before, barely like food at all, she felt like she would feel a little more normal if she had something to eat at a festival like this. Maybe it could get the red off her mouth too.

Eryn caught up and sped past Alari and Kaori, knowing he would need to do some damage control. He hurried down the road, through all the people, coming up on Mera from behind. Though forcing his sister to do anything was impossible, he had won her over with one of the finest materials he owned and she was hiding it under that dingy old cloak of hers. He came up behind her and she whirled to see what had ahold of her cloak, only to assist in it coming off. It was more classic in length, being a deep, rich shade of green as the main colors to be the contrast to her brighter red hair. It was simple but the material was fine and cost more than most people in the town could afford. However, Eryn was trying to get his sister and Alari to be something more official after seeing the way his sister reacted at the mere mention of the man, how she sought to defend her girlish emotions that she had never truly shown before. He had tied the kimono in a way that also showed a bit of her shoulders, and just a bit of her chest, showing some of the tattoos that came up off her arms and back. The clearest one was a rose that came over her shoulder, the edges of the petals touching her collarbone. 
"Give that back, Eryn."
"No. You and Taru are so frustrating. You let me dress you up and then you try and hide it- What did you do to your hair, I had it all nice and braided!" He turned her around, starting to redo the braid, "He's almost here and you were practically unpresentable! You should have seen how they looked at Hotaru and she blushed, it was absolutely adorable," he beamed as he really quickly tied the braid, pulling an extra green ribbon from his bag, figuring she was going to do something like this and tied it in a bow. He turned her around, the bottom of the kimono moving a little more free flowing than how other people wore it- because he knew she might mess up anything that restricted her movement, "If I had a pretty green gem I would put it on you draw some attention to your assets... You'll get you cloak back when those shackles are off," he said simply before tossing it up to where Mary was on the roof.
"Why am I the one having to hold their things?" Mary grumbled, "I wanna play too," She pouted as she picked up the cloak
"You're much faster than I am and can get away from these temperamental ladies if necessary," he chuckled, "When they're throughly occupied, hide them and then come find me and we'll play lots of games together," he waved before hurrying away again, leaving Mera standing there.
"I so wish I was an only child sometimes," she muttered, crossing her arms, not necessarily caring about the affect it caused