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Camille leaves her house, the shredded gown she's wearing swishing quietly around her legs as dark red, fake blood drips off her off her face and out of her hair, down her neck, forming a line along her collar bone before pooling and disappearing down the top of the corestted dress she's costumed in. A grin reveals almost real, sharp canines, made specially by her dad. The thorn crown atop her head is tangled among her thick, reddish-brown locks of hair, a couple roses stuck in at random points on it.

A glance down the street shows a grouping of kids outside of Raven's house. Cami's natural silverish-grey eyes gleam mischieviously as she makes her way down to the house, her stilettos clicking on the cement. Thinking of what their group planned to do tonight made cami want to giggle and run and do all other sorts of only semi-cool stuff, so she keeps her composure neutral yet playfully as she joins her class-mates.

"Hey guys, what are we waiting for? I'm so ready to head to that house already and pick up some candy along the way," Cami says somewhat enthustiastically, rubbing her hands together, the lacey, fingerless silk gloves making no noise as they rub together.