Mercy Simmons ☓ ℳaman ℬrigitte (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} cemani) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} paxletalelogs, |
Mercy partly dragged Nate off of the elevator, excitement for her favorite holiday (not to mention her birthday) vibrating through her body. She had her Calavera mask on, despite her earlier gripes; to match, a lace dress that stopped well above her knees and showed far too much skin everywhere else clad her form. She tiptoed forward on spindly heels to complete the look, her hair done up in massive curls.
She spotted a woman dressed in gold and started forward, wondering if there was something going on in the lobby as a precursor to the main party.
"Hey! Catwoman!" Mercy waved, still attached to Nate; he was her date, and as far as she was concerned, unless something better came along, he wasn't going anywhere. "Is there something out here we should be looking for?"