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Moments had passed and Alex seemed to breathe a sigh of relief. She turned to the side in her stool, facing the open floor. Maybe the strange happenings were just a figment of her overworked imagination; Alex hasn't quite been herself since all of the melodrama with Clay. She has done and seen crazier occurrences, and Alex is surely no stranger to strange things. 

She had just begun to return to the serene state she had previously been when seemly out of thin air, a man appeared in front of her, like he had come from a small singularity of mass. He was a fit and robust looking male, draped almost carefully in leather and silk as if the fabrics were afraid of hurting this form. Alex would not deny that he was young and handsome, but something in his eyes told her that he was much older. Much like if she were looking into her own eyes. 

The man made a small gesture to acknowledge her, almost like a bow, and when he finished he swept his dark hair out of the frame of his face. Alex gave him a shy smirk, eyeing him from head to toe, to get an assessment of him. He was quite tall and beautiful if she must put words to him. Interrupted in her thoughts by a loud scream that made her feel an empty pit in the bottom of her stomach, Alex jumped to her feet and took a step towards the man before her. 

Fainting and crumpling to the floor, Alex made a lunge to catch him, reaching his head before it hit the ground. Shocked and astonished by how quickly this had happened, she could't find the voice to call out for help. Instead, she pulled the mans head and shoulders into her lap while she positioned herself upright on the floor. Looking around the room she found the nearest person, another man at the bar. She had a wavering in her voice, which the accent harshly covered up, "Oi, Cowboy. Yea, you with the getup. Help me carry em upstairs." She gestured to the man in her lap. 

There was kindness in her eyes as she moved the hair from his face and studied a large scar that gave him the appearance of a warrior, a kindness usually reserved for only her brothers, but somehow he was different. Alex didn't know how or why, she just knew.