Sarah Covenry moved through the exhibits, eyeing the various wares. She was more of a fantasy girl these days, enjoying Song of Ice and Fire, Mistborn Saga and a number of different novels but now that she was looking at all the anime and manga she might consider getting back into them. She'd watched a fair bit of anime in the past. She'd enjoyed Kenshin, Cowboy Bebop and many others but she'd lost interest at some point... somewhere in the middle of Bleach if she remembered correctly. It reminded her of Dragonball with the long fight scenes that just went on forever.

At least she'd gotten to play a Mystery House. That was cool. Solving riddles to get from room to room and she'd played a few games of Dungeons and Dragons and participated in a Magic: The Gathering event involving sealed boosters. That was good since she didn't have any cards of her own. Those cards, along with a few DVDs were in her bag of swag.

That was when a group of three boys just stopped and stared at her, reminding her that she was in costume. Her long dark hair was coiled beneath a wig that wouldn't have been out of place on a Barbie doll and she was wearing a harem outfit that would likely be classified as lingerie by most. A black bikini top took the place of her character's leather bustier and her arms and legs were swaddled in translucent ebony black silks. Her limbs were covered in cheap plastic bangles, a number of necklaces all purchased from Claire's or the Salvation Army.

Her most recent addition, added in only the last few days, was a plastic dagger, the tip cut off and glued so that it appeared buried in her forehead. She had accompanied that with mottled grey paint for her skin and a pair of rheumy contact lenses giving her the pallor and appearance of a corpse.

Sarah blushed as the boys ogled her, whispering to one another. Her cheeks grew red on her pale skin as a group of boys passed her by, tilting their heads to follow her. She turned away from them so they wouldn't see, moving quietly across the red carpet stretching between the exhibits. bare feet making not a sound. She had to admit, as embarrassed as she was, she was liking the attention.

It was then, while walking backwards, her attention fixed upon the boys, she collided with another young woman. Surprised she gave a small squeal and tumbled to the floor.