ghost towns

Rexanna still considered herself new in this world, regardless of how much she explored. Her ineptitude to finding out anything about this strange new world was frustrating for her – and the one chance she had at learning anything blew up in her face. So she was frustrated, yet still intrigued by the world around her as she continued to drink, downing most of the drink before asking for another. She sat there for a bit longer before the door opened again, and she found her sapphire gaze lingering on the doorway as a man walked in. He was very intriguing for her. The metal arm piqued her interest, and she found herself catching a glimpse of the weapons he bore. Had it been a week ago, she might have been more concerned that he was from where she was, and would have done anything to hide her face. But it hadn’t happened yet, and even if it did there was nowhere to go. So she watched quietly out of her peripheral vision as the man stepped up to the counter and ordered a bottle before finding a seat in the back. She kept her head forward, looking at her glass for the most part before taking a few minutes to look around the area – seeing a myriad of other people around with friends. Only the tall stranger and herself were the lonely ones here, and if Rex could put her money on it, he might know a thing or two about this world. So with a deep drink of the glass, she stood and collected the glass before finding her way to the stranger’s table in the back. She stood by the chair and offered him a cheerful grin, raising her glass slightly in greeting. “Is this seat taken?” She questioned, yet before he could answer she sat. If he wanted, he could certainly leave and Rexanna wouldn’t stop him. She didn’t have anything to stop him with anyway, it just would have been another opportunity wasted. She set her glass on the table and looked to the stranger, her smile remaining on her face as her sapphire gaze tried to glean any information from his face if he’d show it. “I’m Rexanna, by the way. I’m new to this place.” She offered as a way of sparking a conversation if he was willing. Kaladin time stops still and lends you hope that hazy due, so black so blue wash away that fear, a cloud of smoke whatever lets you cope