Miguel & Roxy
She stood on the outskirts a bit, hands running down the front of her attire. Admittedly, Roxy had stood in front of the mirror longer than she had cared to say but she had done so wanting to look nice for the party. Since her arrival she'd spent most of her time with her very small group of friends or by herself wandering around and exploring. Parties, however, she missed. There was something nerve-wracking and also relaxing about not having to work everyday, not having to be prepared to fly into action at the drop of a hat. Sure, Roxy trained and kept herself on guard just in case but this place seemed so..............
Boring. Sterile. Cleansed. Efficient.
It left a girl wondering what to do. So she stood there looking around trying to decide if she would wander in and wait for someone to talk to her, or if she should talk to someone else, when she noticed one man staring up at the magical stars. Roxy smiled softly and approached where she came to a stop a few feet away as she didn't want to startle him outright.
"It's very pretty," Roxy said. "I think Kat's husband did it. I saw them setting up earlier."