the replays run for you

R E X A N N A this is not your destruction Honestly she shouldn’t have been surprised that she caught his eye. Regardless of how quiet she tried to be, he had this appearance of a hunter that was more than likely the root to her nervousness. She had come across many like him, hoping to catch the highest rewarded bounty. What kind of lifestyle that led, she wasn’t sure – all she knew was she evaded them the best she could and when she couldn’t she did everything her power to escape. She had been successful this far, and with that in mind, she remained. Turning her head slightly to pick up any conversations that might be happening nearby. What she didn’t really expect, was the man to start talking to her. Immediately her head shifted to him, her posture straightened and she let her blue gaze get a good look at him. He was threatening, yes, but not in the ways the hunters back home were. Perhaps she was going insane, but she still wasn’t certain how she got here and if it wasn’t some grand illusion. “I think I’m just lost is all.” She offered briefly, pursing her lips and glancing around the tavern once again. After a few brisk moments, she turned her head back to him, her dark hair falling across her shoulder against the loose shirt. “It’s really hard to explain? One second I was somewhere else, the next I was here” She mentioned, her eyes turning sharp as she glanced back at the man. “That doesn’t make sense, does it?” She quietly questioned with a sharp sigh out her nose. this is your birth