[ so far, this place has proven to be pretty strange, particularly in that it feels way too separated from the kind of world she knows, the one where people of her kind get prosecuted day by day, constantly in need of hiding who they are. here, half of the people around have never even heard of a mutant, and she's not sure if that makes the situation any better than before.
but right now, she's a stranger in this place, her green hair not getting anyone to bat much of an eye with suspicion, and while she feels slightly tense about all the floating mysteries, she can't say she's against the chance to breathe without paranoia, if only for a few minutes.
until someone says her name, her name, a little too on the nose in a place where she's never even been.
spinning on her blade, she turns to look at the woman, red hair not sparking any instant familiarity, and she squints her way, a bit on the defense when she asks, ] ... do I know you?
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but right now, she's a stranger in this place, her green hair not getting anyone to bat much of an eye with suspicion, and while she feels slightly tense about all the floating mysteries, she can't say she's against the chance to breathe without paranoia, if only for a few minutes.
until someone says her name, her name, a little too on the nose in a place where she's never even been.
spinning on her blade, she turns to look at the woman, red hair not sparking any instant familiarity, and she squints her way, a bit on the defense when she asks, ] ... do I know you?