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Who: Lois Lane and open
What: Lois loves Halloween and no one is surprised. And she's dressing up as someone she knows and loves...
When: Today
Where: Around the castle, specify a location anywhere!
Rating: Probably PG

[It took Lois a little while to decide on a costume this year, even if 'Greek goddess' got cut as a possibility right back at square one. Luckily, she had a wicked idea that was rendered a lot easier by being able to wish up costume pieces in her size.

So now she's wandering around, dressed like the Green Arrow - or at least a sexy female version of him. That means she's rocking tight green tights. Think along these lines.

And yes, she's even got the bow and arrow, but... the arrows have foam tips. So yeah, some of you are getting shot in the butt when you're not expecting it.

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Well, hello, holiday spirit. [ Dean's stopping as they idk cross each other's paths I guess, eyebrows raised. ] What are you s'posed to be, Robin Hood?

... Dean? [Her head tilts and she peels the mask back enough to get a look at him] I must have missed hearing you were back.

... Again. [Oh wait, he's probably sick of hearing that by now. She'll put the mask back in place.] Not that you know who I am. On either count apparently. [She'll strike a pose] Green Arrow.

My favorite part of the day. [ he sighs, reaching up to rub a thumb along his temple. yeah, this is gonna be fun. and by fun i mean ... the fun has been sucked right out of it. ] Done this dance before -- you know me, I don't know you. Not even without the mask on, Green Arrow. 'pparently, it all got wiped. I've been here 'bout two weeks.

And what the hell's a Green Arrow, anyway?

[The look on his face makes her feel bad, particularly after she was just thinking so much lately about old friends coming back sans memory.] Green Arrow's a superhero. We've sort of got an infestation of them around here. It's a thing.

[Her tone gets a little sympathetic as she adds:] And don't worry - you aren't missing much. You and I only talked a couple of times, and no deep, dark secrets of the heart were spilled. But I'm friends with your brother. Sam?

Oh yeah? [ An eyebrow arches. ] You seen him lately? [ After his conversation with the kid, he's open to suggestions on what the hell is going on with his brother. Which means taking a trip to interrogation nation. ]

A couple weeks ago? Something like that. It's a big castle and we only really run into each other once in awhile.

[Tess is coming out of the kitchen when she runs into Lois in the lobby, and her eyebrows go up in amusement]

I take it this Halloween is Oliver-approved?

It wouldn't be any fun that way.

[soft laugh]

Good point.

So where's your costume? No Little Red Riding Tess?

I decided to pass this year. Halloween isn't really my holiday in the first place, and ... I'm still getting used to everything.

I suppose I can't blame you for that. I forget you... just arrived. I wasn't exactly Miss Holiday spirit at first, either.

[a but of a shrug]

Still. It's nice that you managed to find it again.

I've been here over a year now. Living in a perpetual state of Grinchiness wouldn't do anyone any favors.

Fair point.

[a beat]

Is Halloween usually ... a calm holiday?

[she hates being this uncertain about something, but she's figuring it out as she goes for the most part]

I'm not really sure there's any such thing around here. But last year it was pretty harmless, at least.

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This is Oliver's anniversary, technically it was yesterday, but he still considers the entire "Halloween" weekend to be his anniversary in Paradisa. He was welcomed to the castle with zombies and vampires in the halls of the castle. In full-gear he waged a war with the decorations that had come to life.

The following year, Oliver was accosted by Roy Harper from across the hall. Roy was at Watchtower handing out candy. The emphasis on throwing candy at Oliver through most of the slow points. It was actually a good memory. It balanced the prior year.

Today Oliver had officially been in the castle for two years. He had seen a lot of things, but he never thought his nightmares of Green Arrow merchandising would reach this far.

Nor did he ever expect someone to look so nice in --]

[Wait.

That's Lois.

He frowns glancing at her.]

I don't wear tights.

Edited 2011-11-02 02:55 (UTC)

[She hears that voice and a grin lights up her face, as she turns on a heel to face him, sassily cocking a hip to the side] I just made a couple of improvements. Maybe I'll even let you keep it when I'm done. Everyone already thinks you're tights-boy anyway.

[There's definite face-pulling here. He does not wear tights. They're leather pants, which... okay, is a bit more Riverdance than Ballet, but still.]

Really, I think I'm fine without adding that to my closet too. I think it's a bit full of all the other things the castle drags me into. Emphasis on drag.

Maybe the castle's just trying to do those delicate features of yours a favor. [She smirks, and then draws out the bow, knocking a foam arrow] By the way, this is kind of fun, after all.

[He glances to her form, shaking his head.] Keep your elbow up.

[He says it as if it's just a remark, no tone or anything, just observation.] And my delicate features don't need anymore favors.

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[She'll comply sort of, and then squeeze one eye shut, tongue sticking out slightly as she takes comical aim at him and then unleashes a foam arrow right at his chest.] What do you know? A great tutor.