It was fantastic. More than worth the money he’d dropped.
The cargo pants were sewn with dark-blue and black sequins in a fashion that mimicked dragon scales. The vest was similar and would be worn open, showing off his torso and arms.
While he wasn’t the most ripped guy, all the running and crunches gave him a slight six-pack.
On the back of the vest, there were wings attached that he could control with string loops that he wore around his fingers.
But it was the mask, a mix of dragon-scale fabric and mesh that really gave him the confidence. He could fully slip into the world ofAsh Masters.
He hadn’t expected to wear it until the next Emerald City Comic Con, but now here he was in Idaho, about to get his dragon on.
His phone buzzed from a text, and he went to grab it.
It was Kris.
Well? We’re all dying to know here. Did you pass the bar?
Holy crap. He’d been so busy getting to Idaho and moping over Tori, he hadn’t checked again to see if the results were posted since before he’d flown out. They hadn’t been before the plane had taken off.
Without answering Kristen, he went into his account and typed in his info. He barely breathed as it slowly loaded—thanks to the thick hotel walls.
Shit, he should’ve splurged and bought the upgraded Wi-Fi—
He’d fucking passed!
The relief nearly brought him to his knees.
He pulled up Kristen’s text again and typed a reply.
Annihilated it with a 300. Hell, yeah! Permission to plan a big-ass party granted.
His sister quickly sent another reply.
I knew it! Okay, planning for one big-ass party has begun. Have fun tomorrow.
Kristen was the only person he’d told about his weekend plans.
With a smile so big it started to hurt, he put in a room service order and added a celebratory beer to his dinner.
Glancing at the time, he decided to grab a shower before the food arrived.
Wow.
This was just an amazing beginning to what already promised to be an incredible weekend.
Chapter Nine
The next morning,James made sure he was up early to get ready.
Even still, he’d been in line for at least twenty minutes, waiting to get his ticket checked and get in.
Gem State Comic Con was quite a one-day event, and quite a bit smaller than Emerald City, being a newer convention that was still growing. But no less exciting.
Already dozens of people had come up to him and commented on his costume, many asking for pictures.
The cosplay turnout was impressive. From the usual superheroes and villains to characters in video games.
He smiled as another Harley Quinn approached.