<div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/236x/8a/e8/2a/8ae82a34f87e8e7cf13fb8a67122f61d.jpg)</div><strong>Character:</strong>Lexi<br/><strong>Occupation:</strong>New Arrival<br/><strong> Time</strong>: Pre-lunch, August 31st<br/><strong>Location:</strong>The Barn<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Anyone<br/><strong>Content Warning</strong>: Stiff, Oggling<br/><br/>As Lexi stepped off the bus, she rolled her shoulders, slender fingers reaching up behind her neck to rub at the knot which had formed there over the journey. There was only one word to describe bus journeys for Lexi; horrendous. She'd never been a fan of confined spaces, and despite the bus being luxurious and spacious, the blacked out windows had caused Lexi's claustrophobia to protest, leaving her overheated and frustrated, and not in the good way. She brushed fingertips through the crown of her hair, pushing it off her forehead, her eyes closing in appreciation at the fresh air that was now flowing into her lungs.<br/><br/>She'd bounced around inner-city New York foster homes for most of her childhood, but with the blessing of "Farms for City kids", a charity that allowed Foster kids to filter the smog out of their lungs every once in a while, she'd spent most of her summers on various farms and ranches around the bordering states, leaving her love for fresh air and horses coursing through her veins.<br/><br/>She relaxed a little at the wide open space around her, her eyes searching around them as the participants lined up inside the barn, hay particles tickling at her nose. Her annoyance at being so overheated, despite wearing a pair of jean shorts and a loose flowing tank top, disapparated a little once her eyes fell on the studs that were now lined up infront of them, a small drip of sweat leaving a shimmering trail down over the hollow of her throat. To say she was drinking in the heavenly vision infront of her was an understatement, she didn't hide the fact that her eyes were trailing up and down their bodies, she wasn't shy in the least. She listened to Virgil's words, and as he mentioned green wristbands, she sought out each wrist with one on, her eyes meeting each stud's, a slightly flirting smile, which caused blue eyes to sparkle, curled over her lips.<br/><br/>She was definitely going to enjoy it here.