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Selene (bulletsandblood) wrote in vas_captio_rpg,

Perhaps paranoia was all it was. It certainly made sense for her to be paranoid in this strange place, not counting the sunlight she could presently feel beating down on her. That... that sensation alone would likely take weeks or months if not longer to adjust to. After so many centuries with the feeling absent, relegated to being something that only caused fear, a simple transition was not likely to happen. And this was most certainly not an ideal place for her to relearn what it was like to walk among the world in daylight. She was willing to chalk it up to that, but after a minute or two the spot between her shoulder blades itched and she couldn't shake the feeling that she was being followed, watched. Selene was a Death Dealer -- a hunter -- and she knew that feeling well, even if she was more used to causing it than experiencing it herself.

She made it around to the street, the gas station in sight a little ways down, before she couldn't take it any longer. If she was home, in familiar territory, she wouldn't have hesitated to put her heightened abilities to use to either hide herself or turn things around on whoever was following her. But here she was quite uncertain just who or what else was trapped as well. And if she was attempting to pass as a simple human, as she was assuming - hoping - most the other captives were, she couldn't be disappearing from sight in the blink of an eye because that was simply how fast she was capable of moving. It left her little options.

Stopping abruptly, she spun on her heel to look behind her, eyes narrowing as she scanned every inch of what she could see. It took effort not to reach for one of her empty holsters. "Who's there? Show yourself!" she snapped, feeling anxious even as she made the demands. If it truly was all her imagination she was going to feel foolish later, but there were worse things to feel.