47 Hours. 

That's how long Alexandria was left with her thoughts, to anyone that bothered looking at her the sunglasses and headphones giving the illusion that she was asleep, but to her it seemed life a lifetime, constantly replaying the past couple of days, placing her father in the ground, the constant fights, the drinking, and how her last words were a letter telling him that she was finally going to make him proud, the nagging guilt that it was her letter that pushed him over the edge, it was because of her that he let his gun kiss him goodbye. 

All these thoughts and more circled around her mind as she kept one hand resting on the small smooth gun on her right hip, the left hand supported her chin as she gazed out the window watching the scenery and clouds pass by her while the plane descends towards some unknown destination. 

[i]Must be nice to be a cloud, to go where you please and never have any worries, no responsibilities, just exist...heh...but reality is a lot crueler and a lot harsher, the weak are preyed on and others suffer for it, even those that have nothing to do with other peoples petty strifes...guess that's why I stepped on this plane, to see if I can change that..[/i]

Alex was snapped out of her thoughts by a blaring intercom causing her to jump her gun half pulled from it's hostler before relaxing listening and absorbing the information given. [b]"Guess it's time.."[/b] she mused softly to herself flicking some of her hair back out her face a small smile on her lips as she got up stretching, purring slightly as her back popped and realigned itself. 

Reaching up in the over head compartment Alexandria retrieved her small duffel bag filled with various clothing and gun repair tools, not that she doubted that they had any she could use, it for a more sentimental reassurance and the face she knew they were reliable. 

Shifting into the flow of traffic, she made her way gracefully off the plane, the sunshine glancing off and filtering through her shades enjoying the warm sunshine, momentarily reminded of home, before walking over to the luggage pile spotting a long black metal case kneeling down to pop it open smiling fondly at the gun staring back at her. 

Closing the case, she picked it up slipping the strap across her chest the cool metal resting on her back before she wandered over to where others were waiting stopping next to a man carrying two swords, looking over at the different buildings.

[b]"So this is Puriel.."[/b] Alex muttered to herself reaching up and pushing the sunglasses back up on to her head holding her hair out her face.