#001c

Name: Erika Isoni

Age: 18

Sign: Aries

Affiliation: None.

Headcanons:

This is the same char as 001, but before becoming a Selena member. 

She has a severe and rare heart disease whose symptoms are triggered by stress, excessive physical movement and strong emotions. When triggered, she will feel a lot of pain in her chest, nausea and usually faint from it. She carries an aspirin inside a necklace which shall be used if she shows these symptoms. These instructions are also written in a tattoo on her left arm. 

Lou looked around again at the people around her, each with a partner tackling the dance floor together. She smiled at the symbiosis of each group, it was beautiful; all the swirling gowns and grinning men--and women--in tuxes. She was glad she got to go to this event, even if the dress was itchy and the thought of all this big business charity affairs made her skin crawl. She ran her hands up her arms to warm to goosebumps that has risen when she thought of the inner workings of the rich in this town. She had seen some things on those streets, a few secret looks into the world of the wealthy and it was one she didn't want any part of. She felt out of place and reckless, not a good combination for a girl like Lou. Soon she would start getting antsy and overwhelmed and feel the need to wipe her mask off and pull her hair out of their rolls.... but Scarlett had spent such a long time making her pretty. She owed it to her to attempt to keep it on for as long as she could handle. She looked up at Roo, who was as always standing right by her side, and she grinned. He had just said something in jest that possibly he shouldn't have. He didn't understand how much she actually did want to just strip naked out of all of the bullshit she had on her and walk free. She giggled and leaned on his shoulder, leaning over to fix his tie only to realize he wasn't wearing one. She shakes her head and takes a step back. "Roo, I don't think you know what you're saying. Because I take dares very seriously..." She reached one hand up and smudged off part of her mark. With one eyebrow quirked and a Cheshire-like grin on her face, she questioned,"So... are you daring me? Is this now formally a dare? And if so, do I get anything if I do it? Or does a game commence?"