[i]Celina Galahad stood in a corner, enveloped largely in shadow with her margarita as the celebrations rolled on. Her already frighteningly pale skin, and unnaturally white hair made Halloween an ideal situation for her, yet she seemed to remain simply dressed. She wore a rather form-fitting black dress, revealing her shoulders, with her short hair hanging around her neck. She didn't seem to be dressed up as anything, until you recognized a broom next to her, and yellow contacts in her eyes. She was smiling in between sips, seeming content with watching the crowd move throughout the courtyard. [/i]