paradisa | I wish I may, I wish I might...

[ On some instinctive level, Ashura knew the outfit laid out for him when he woke that morning was more than it seemed. He had not wished for it, and if the Castle had given it, then surely there was another catch to it. He had considered it for a long time as he went about his morning, bathing, feeding his two little pets, and feeding himself. He debated and waffled and spun about in his head, but finally sighed and gave in, one of the ghosts politely helping him put in the hair pieces that somewhat baffled him.

In the end, Ashura was dressed the brightest he and been in a long time. Unlike his normal blacks, reds, and golds, he had on paler colors - light, light violets, touches of icy blue, an off blue-white - it fluttered about him as he walked, trailing even. His hair was left loose behind him save for a single tie at the base of his neck, and into the remaining, floor length hair were secured what looked like long, LED lights. The glowed the pale white-blue of star light, and seemed to leave a small light trail as his hair flowed and waved about his head whenever he moved.

It was, it seemed, the Castle's attempt at making him a comet, or rather, a falling star.

Not that Ashura quite picked that out yet (and it was a cruel prodding, wasn't it?).

At first he saw no ill effects of this. It simply was. However, he felt the need to move faster when he moved at all, a streak of soft white light down the hall. And like all falling stars, you could wish upon him - wish with you all your might. If he heard it within ear shot, well... he may or may not have the sudden urge to try and grant it.

That was what wishing stars did, after all, wasn't it? ]