Lixie's Bunk

Lixie put a hand on his. "Thank you. You must have saved us. My head hurts a little. And the last thing I remember, I was in my apartement. I think I was like... fourteen. I remember him now. That's Dylan. He did something at that party back in New York. I remember hearing about it."


OOC: I'll give her some of her memory back then. Not all. Like not all the demigod stuff.

"Good," Lixie said. "Erm... Do you know how I met Dylan. I mean... You know... When he asked me out?"

OOC: In the infirmary xD Just before you came in.

OOC: K, but let's finish it.

I realise something and smirk. She looked so innocent when I met her. I tought she would be one of my victims, so I shot her a posthumous video. I take my micro-cam, conect it to her notebook and show her everything.

Lixie's eyes widened. "All those monsters... Oh my gods..." She looked at Damien. "Thanks. Um... I'm guessing your a friend. So, thank you. For this. And showing me..."

OOC: I'll miss this. xD but Operation Break is over.

OOC: Damien, the philosopher.

I pretend I don't know what she's talking about. My blood is dark and insignificant. I kiss her.