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exserpens.livejournal.com) wrote in
realityshifted2008-11-06 09:34 pm
[Trick or Treat]
[Crowley and Henrietta are on the Plane, and they've got a Plan. Just because Halloween was thwarted thanks to B-movie hijinks doesn't mean they can't have a holiday celebration anyway, does it?]
[Henrietta is dressed like Dorothy from the Wizard of Oz in a little blue and white gingham dress with pigtails, complete with silver slippers (she insisted they be silver, not ruby) and a little wicker basket on her arm containing Toto, the infamous therapy blob. Crowley is dressed...pretty much the same as always, in a suit, this time with the slight addition of a false goatee. He's got a glass of something that appears to be alcoholic in one hand, and he's still sporting the black feathered wings (though they don't seem to be part of the outfit).]
[Henrietta has a trick or treat bag in her free hand, and is looking somewhat nervous]
Um... Are you sure she won't mind?
I don't see why she would. Imitation is the sincerest form of flattery and all that.
[She rubs the therapy blob and it chimes happily.] I guess... But what am I supposed to do, again?
[Crowley shrugs] It's trick-or-treating, there's nothing to it. Just make that pathetic face we worked on and hold the bag up.
[She hesitates a moment more.] Can I ask for lettuce? For Xing?
...sure. Why not? [He conjures a folding chair and takes a seat, sipping on his drink and grinning.]
[Henrietta is dressed like Dorothy from the Wizard of Oz in a little blue and white gingham dress with pigtails, complete with silver slippers (she insisted they be silver, not ruby) and a little wicker basket on her arm containing Toto, the infamous therapy blob. Crowley is dressed...pretty much the same as always, in a suit, this time with the slight addition of a false goatee. He's got a glass of something that appears to be alcoholic in one hand, and he's still sporting the black feathered wings (though they don't seem to be part of the outfit).]
[Henrietta has a trick or treat bag in her free hand, and is looking somewhat nervous]
Um... Are you sure she won't mind?
I don't see why she would. Imitation is the sincerest form of flattery and all that.
[She rubs the therapy blob and it chimes happily.] I guess... But what am I supposed to do, again?
[Crowley shrugs] It's trick-or-treating, there's nothing to it. Just make that pathetic face we worked on and hold the bag up.
[She hesitates a moment more.] Can I ask for lettuce? For Xing?
...sure. Why not? [He conjures a folding chair and takes a seat, sipping on his drink and grinning.]

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Well? Don't you have a question for me?
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We didn't have as many trick-or-treaters this year, had all this left over. And I was gonna get rid of it here anyway! Happy coincidence, doncha think?
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[...Ahaha she doesn't know there was a movie, so the reference to the dress is a little bit lost on her. The style that little girls wore at the turn of the century was a lot different from Judy Garland's blue-and-white gingham dress, but the colors do make Dorothy a little nostalgic.]
Aw, if your hair wasn't so short, I'd braid it for you, even. Then you'd be a proper little adventuress!
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[Lawl fourth wall what.] Um. Maybe I could grow it longer. [o////o]
[Xing chirps, and Henrietta looks down at him.] Oh! This is Xing. Signore Hei gave him to me.
[He is pretty much just a putty-like, translucent, forest-green blob with other colors shimmering cheerfully over his surface.]