Ruxx fought her way to get to the door. Something, whether it be her own subconscious, or an actual being had been chasing her for miles, as it seemed. Finally making it to the door, panting, out of breath and out of order, she let out a sigh upon entrance. Once within the walls she made her way to that of the bar, once there, fixing her sash and inhaling deeply, only to exhale through her mouth.
Her once setting hair was now that filled with leaves and such, a horrible addition to her attire. She began to play with her hair, weeding out that of dirt and leaves and whatever else there was that was living in it at the moment. All the while, stuff dropping to the floor, in a way that turned to duss piles. Almost as if her touch made them ash away.