House Hydra: Ashton & Barclay & Open
"I see." Ashton frowned, considering Barclay's surmise with his brows drawn together thoughtfully.
"Yes, reward. Otherwise, what is the point?" Settling one hand on his hip, Ashton gestured at the witch in his Robin Hood costume. "You do not do it to honor a folklore, do you?" His gaze flicked over to a group of female students who had dressed up as the Powerpuff Girls, followed by the Rowdyruff Boys, headed into the Hydra Haunted House, and Ashton's eyes narrowed curiously. This school... everyday, something he hadn't seen before.
"So I assumed there was a contest. The best costume wins a prize of some kind." He shrugged again and eyed the cigarette, playing it between his fingers before tucking it between his lips once more and affecting, without really trying, a passable James Dean I-don't-give-a-fuck expression.