What's a First Blade without a place to wield it? Just an old bone, I guess. (Cosplaying at SeaCon)

In my post about painting the First Blade replica, I mentioned that my main motivation for the project was to convince my husband to become Cain for a few hours for the con we recently attended. At first he was ambivalent and non-committal, but he did start to grow his hair a bit longer and groom his beard to approximate Cain's Civil War era look--we planned to use the scene from "First Blood", where the character breaks into the cabin hoping to to save his wife, as our inspiration.

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Signed, Sealed--Delivered (Cosplaying at SeaCon Part 2, with photographic proof!)

For Sunday, I had purchased a J2 photo op, and managed to convince my husband to go in with me by suggesting that he offer to fight Jensen for our Blade. He laughed at that, and mimed an elaborate presentation, as if to say "It's all yours." We agreed that was the better idea. He surprised me that morning by asking me if he should put on his Cain clothes for the photo--though he drew the line at graying up his beard again.

So we entered the photo op room--he in full Cain gear, me in an olive canvas jacket (because I wasn't putting that crinoline on again, thank you very much)--Blade in hand. The room was a large meeting room, and the line went along one wall. Jared, Jensen and Chris the photographer were hidden behind a large backdrop and lighting rig, but, as I noted our first time through a Creation con, the line moved very quickly, and pretty soon it was our turn.

My husband went in first, and shook Jared's and then Jensen's hands, which made Jensen grin. Then he said--"My wife painted this. I'm going to present it to you, and they," looking towards Jared, "are going to try and stop me." Jared said, "Nice!" and put his arm around my shoulder. Which I was not expecting! But hey, if my husband could roll with the situation, so could I.

I happened to be looking down at the Blade in my husband's hand, and then just before the camera click I looked up at Jensen. He had a look in his eye like a small kid about to get the best candy--

And I think that's when I made the face I'm making.

( If you've read this far, you deserve to see the picture! )