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[loisfuckinglane]

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

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[obiwanning]

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?

[loisfuckinglane]

... 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.

[obiwanning]

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?

[loisfuckinglane]

[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?

[howruthless]

[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?

[loisfuckinglane]

It wouldn't be any fun that way.

[howruthless]

[soft laugh]

Good point.

[loisfuckinglane]

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

[yeahihidmypants]

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.

[loisfuckinglane]

[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.

[yeahihidmypants]

[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.

[loisfuckinglane]

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.