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[personal profile] comhar 2013-12-02 04:36 am (UTC)(link)
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[personal profile] comhar 2013-12-04 04:42 am (UTC)(link)
It's Jack Sparrow, Bela.

Your guardian has been forced into the costume of the captain himself. The eyeliner, the wig, the red bandana with numerous objects lodged in the dreadlocks -- he is wearing all of it. He almost sways to the side as the heaviness of some of the objects take him aback when he finds he's wearing them all of a sudden.

John looks down at himself and groans, before he turns over to Bela with a glare.

"You done now?"
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[personal profile] comhar 2013-12-27 01:09 am (UTC)(link)
Of course she would have a timeless, elegant costume while he's stuck as some dirty pirate with ungodly locks.

John is still trying to push them out of his face, and they're heavy. "I don't pout," he says, his voice barely lower than a mutter. He ... is sort of pouting a little bit, but it's important to stress here that there's a lot of glaring, too. And he will vehemently deny he is doing the former for the sake of the latter. Thank you and good day.

"Oh, now you're a fan of Depp and his pirate costume."
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[personal profile] comhar 2014-01-18 09:18 pm (UTC)(link)
"I'm wearing beaded braids," John reminds her flatly. There's no way in hell anyone looks good in this. He sighs reluctantly once her arm loops around his, and he begins to lead her down what looks to be a yellow brick road, even if this certainly isn't Oz. Almost immediately, pumpkin-shaped candy bowls will materialize in their hands.

"Looks like this place wants us to go trick or treating," John says.

And he's really wary of the tricks the place might have up its sleeve.

... And its treats, for that matter.
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[personal profile] comhar 2014-01-28 02:49 am (UTC)(link)
"For now," he adds with a small nod.

John keeps close to her, because Bela is both his friend and his ward. It makes him doubly protective of her, much as he knows she can take care of herself. They're instincts he cannot always control, and they kick in at times like these. It all looks seemingly innocent, but he's never trusted rifts.