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— [ ✪ ] — He still insists on there being no need to dress up for the occasion. Halloween doesn't have much of a point to him; as an adult, there's no need to go door to door to take candy, and as a recluse, it isn't like he's attending any 'sophisticated' alcohol filled costume parties.
Yet, there is a spot of appeal in dressing in a costume. One can pretend to be someone they aren't-- something which Oleander already proves to be good at. He's lied to himself and others for so long, that doing it under the guise of a costume doesn't seem that weird.
He's decided, really, to play at being a hero. It isn't like the outfit is anything new to him. In fact, only one other citizen knows what the hell is up with Kochamara, and Raz ain't going to blab to everyone about it. Well, hopefully, because he honestly doesn't want anyone to know his true intentions.
The Coach barely even gets dressed in his 'costume' when his eyes lock onto a figure who either has a similar idea or fights crime for a living. Considering the bizarre aspects of this city, either could be a possibility. Not like he minds all too much.
Hesitantly, he waves when he notices the other looking back. And suddenly, yes suddenly he feels self conscious about this idea. It's really swell that no one can witness his facial features, especially this superpowered bald-headed man.