Fashion was set on the back burner. Or nearly so. Boots with grip and only a slight heel, the sort that all boots had, dark durable jeans, war fans holstered at her hip, t-shirt with a skeletal cat printed on it, though the design was nearly hidden by the leather jacket she chose and the leaden stole that was her Mantel. Her tgeoat bore her chokers, and a small, but filled backpack rested on her back.
Quickly she makes her way to the Sumner Queen and the Lightning Strike of Winter. Mhairi smiles when she sees his face, a comfort now that they were the only two touch by the primal side of...of Over There.
Mhairi opens her mouth to greet the others only to inhale and start sneezing. "Excuse me." murmured reflexively as she waves to the others fell flames following the vines. "I think
Seraphina
wanted to be here for this. Don't wanna go to far if she's still coming."
Mhairi has a leather jacket(reinforced clothing 1/0)
HS Choker +1 Defence, HS War Fan 1L weapon. Flashlight, In backpack: water bottles, trail mix, jerky, spare cloths, first aid kit, and a few thrift store items for trade if needed, worn plush teddy bear, a necklace missing several beads, and tie dye t-shirt.