A Box Full of Johnlock, Box Three

part 3/5 of pictures inspired by this [link] fanfiction. I didn't write it but i enjoyed it alot, so here... have some arts.
I encourage you to read it. it's not terribly long and if you don't i'm afraid you'll be very confused as to what is happening.
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part 2/5- [link]
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part 5/5- [link]

Sherlock Holmes—consulting detective—was standing in the middle of the circle in one of the most bizarre costumes John had ever seen him in, and in Sherlock's case that was quite the statement. He was wearing a black, long-sleeved jumper and black trousers, and his entire face had been painted white with what John guessed was grease paint. The only break in the whiteness was two small black diamonds right beneath his eyes. He was also wearing white gloves, and as John watched with what he could only assume was a gobsmacked expression on his face, Sherlock spotted him, smiled and waved cheerfully.

There was no denying it.

Sherlock Holmes was a mime.