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@rainbowmuses (elizabeth swann)
"Hang on, love, your mask is crooked." James stopped, turning to face her as his hands moved to her face. Carefully he tugged the mask back into place, his fingers brushing over her cheeks. "There we go, much better. Wouldn't want anyone knowing who you were, would we?"
@rainbowmuses (john watson)
“I had that dream about the fish men again.” He pinched at the bridge of his nose as his head was tipped against the back of the sofa. “You know? the one with the galleon with all the barnacles? I just... I don’t know.” James cracked an eye open to look at his friend. “What does it mean? It’s like I’m stuck in a horror movie version of Muppets’ Treasure Island. And then there was this woman when I went to the coffee shop earlier.” His expression grew tight when he thought of the look on Elizabeth’s face, how hurt she’d been. “I hope you’ve been having a better time of things, John.”
@softsliders19 asked: ❝ how does he do that? ❞ John and James
“You know, that’s an excellent question.” James hummed thoughtfully, his eyes narrowing as he watched the Santa interact with the kids. “An earpiece maybe? Maybe one of the elves managing the queue is feeding him information?”
@rainbowmuses (yuna)
It was a little early by some people’s standards, but if he wanted the presents to get to his family on time for christmas he had to start now. James sighed softly, staring at the scarf in his hands. He had never been particularly great at present buying, but this year felt more like a struggle than previous ones. “Excuse me,” he asked a young woman nearby who seemed to be of a similar age as his sister, “I’m terribly sorry to bother you, but I wondered if you’d be able to help me with something?”
@mvsicinthedvrk (xie lian)
Ducking, James hurried over to a bench and sat down. He wasn’t quite sure how he had ended up getting caught in the crossfire of the snowball fight, but it had nevertheless happened. Sighing softly, he brushed snow from his shoulders and head. “Was the snowball fight meant to be here? I’m sure it was supposed to be somewhere else...”
@lightbringrr
It was a rare occasion that found James on a night out with a handful of his classmates. What had started in a bar round the corner from their campus had ended up in a rather fancy nightclub. The place reminding James of somewhere that his brother was more like to spend his Friday nights than he was. Making his way over to the bar, he joined the throng waiting to be served. After a little while of waiting, his gaze going from the bar to his watch and back again, he turned to the man next to him. “Have you ordered yet?”
@rvkybusincv asked: ❝ this is culture. ❞ - james & sabina
“Really?” James stifled a laugh as he looked at the snowmen in the competition. “A shrek snowman? snogre? I don’t know what the best term for it is.” It was certainly.... a choice. “I’d understand a grinch one, at least that’s Christmassy. Or like... Muppets Christmas Carol. But Shrek?”
@mischiefmuses (elizabeth swann)
The only seats available in the coffee shop were on the large communal table in the centre. Far from ideal, but the last thing James wanted was to sit at one of the outside tables and the drizzle slowly became a heavy downpour outside. “Excuse me, miss, is this seat taken?”
