((Braum is auditioning for the role of Jack Skellington. ))

Braum raised an eyebrow at Sarias's bid for the main role of Jack Skellington. Inspired? Probably, though he didn't want to admit it. Impressive? Definately. Creative? Well the girl HAD transformed into a deliciously ghastly looking tree. All in all, it made Braum quiver inside in a most pleasant way that he usually only got around Belladonna. But he discounted the feeling as more excitement for a worthy advisary. He hadn't taken notice of most of the ghosts in school, though he had no real quarrel with them like he did other, less savory races. Now, he simply held a healthy respect for what they were obviously capable of.

If the male had been any less naturally confident, one could mistake those thoughts and appraisal for nerves. But Braumithras did not GET nervous. Well, maybe around snakes he got a LITTLE jittery, but that was more a self-preservation thing. Glancing at himself in the mirror, he had to admit, he owed Hadiyaa a lot for this performance, even though she'd been participating as well. She'd helped him with the outfit, a pinstripe suit, a waist clincher made for males that he'd had NO idea how she'd gotten her hands on it to make his waist smaller and more 'skeletal' like, pulled his hair back into a ponytail and put some sort of spray on white 'HairDie', and finally stitched him together a home-made skeleton bowtie just like in the history book depictions. Braum had applied his own makeup, putting dark eyeshadow around his ALREADY dark eyes, and while they made his yellow and red orbs pop even MORE, he didn't think it'd be too much of a problem.

Looking up in the rafters, he saw Hadiyaa lazily swinging a leg over one side of the beam she was perhed on Archie in her lap, while Socrates sat on the other end of the stage with his own bag of fake snow.