Re: PRIVATE
It was with the help of the small white note attached that Jack was able to properly put together his costume. Not that it was really all that complicated, just he had not known exactly what it was until he had read his sister's words.
An American pilot for the French in WWI, that he could do. Katie apparently thought it was an interesting costume to pick out for him, because of the fact that one of their great grandfather's had been among that small group. Although, sadly, he was one of the few who survived out of all his friends.
A blue military uniform, pants and a shirt, over a white tee shirt and shorts. A heavy leather jacket that went down to his knees on top, with matching leather boots. Certainly not his usual casual style, but he could see how it was an appealing uniform to wear while up in the air in the cockpit of one of those old biplanes. The belt had given him some trouble, but thankfully not much before he had managed to get it put together properly.
It had been a short stop between his room and where the ball was being held, as he had insisted on picking up his 'fellow solo' Eve at her room. Then they were able to arrive, and Jack immediately caught sight of Miguel standing in the door way. Least, he thought it was Miguel, costumes made it kind of hard to tell. "Miguel!" Jack called, just loud enough to carry his voice to the other man.