Bree Dixon

My name is Bree Dixon I'm a student over at the University of Dysperia I am currently in my second year & I'm 19 years old My current classes are photography & physical control. I'm a resident over in dorm 7, knock before coming in yeah?

[david-lee-griffith-blog]

"Hmm, how about winner has to buy the other person’s drinks for a week?" He smirked at the confidence Bree was showing. He chalked up his cue and started to position the balls in the right place. He made his way around the table before looking towards her. "Ladies first?" He bowed slightly out of politeness. After all, he has been brought up to be one of these ‘well-to-do’ folk. It was drummed into his mind that anything un-gentlemanly was just absurd. 

[breexdixon-blog]

"Drinks for a week? Well I think I like the sound of that."  she smirked softly grabbing the square chalk, chalking up the end of her cue stick and standing before the end of the pool table. She leaned down carefully her body in a perfect angle as she shut her left eye and looked over the table. Carefully and with much grace she took a shot and hit the white ball causing it to break the colorful triangle shape apart and get two stripped balls into the far left end of the table. She stood up a playful smile on her face. 

[david-lee-griffith-blog]

David ran his hands over the edge of the table, meeting her eyes, returning her smile. “What to bet? I won a snooker junior championship when I was 11.” He smiled playfully, picking up a cue-stick.

[breexdixon-blog]

Bree smiled trying her best to play it cool, there in front of her stood her current man crush David Lee Griffith and the last thing she wanted was for him to see her uneasy, it wasn't like Bree to be so. "A bet? How exciting, anything interesting being put on the table?" she asked her voice soft yet still filled with confidence standing straight as she watched him grab a cue stick. 

[breexdixon-blog]

Bree watches as you come over a small playful smirk forms on her face as she strikes and gets two stripped balls in. "There's no way you can beat me." she laughed looking up at you. 

[duska-maes]

For the past few days, Duska had been on her best behaviour. She had been sweet like cinnamon… and that scared Jackson to death. It was completely out of character, and with her voicing her boredom every now and again, it could only mean one thing - she was plotting something, and he’d probably be screwed in the process.

He was taking a shortcut through one of the dorms when Duska decided she was done waiting. Catching sight of an open door, she silently pulled a chair out of the room. And then she smashed it against the wall. Jackson jumped and spun around, just to see the seat’s remains fall to the floor. “Jesus Christ,” he whispered, running towards the ruins. He bent down and observed it, and frowned. It was nothing but stakes now.

He looked around to see if anyone else had seen it, when he caught sight of a girl through the entrance. “Um, please tell me this isn’t your’s?” He picked up one of the pieces and gave an apologetic smile.

[breexdixon-blog]

Bree looked down at the pieces of the chair on the floor, the furniture looking completely unable to fix. Bree wasn't one to get angry quickly but what just happened was completely uncalled for nor could she think of a valid enough reason for a person to do such a thing, "What the fuck?" Bree questioned seeing the chair she borrowed from the University's library now in shattered pieces.  

She could hear footsteps and heavy breathing and looked up to see Jackson now in view, "Did you do this?" she questioned extremely frustrated now wondering how much the school would be charging her for the damage. She rolled her eyes before Jackson could answer remembering his power and sighing annoyed with his gift. She reached for a cigarette in her jacket pocket and grabbed a lighter far to upset to leave the building to have a quick smoke.  She took one long drag and could slowly feel a sense of calm take over her. "Let me guess? Duska? Does she need a tampon?" Bree questioned a light laugh escaping her lips. "By the way mate, that chair belonged to the school, and I'm not paying for it." 

[breexdixon-blog]

A loud noise could be heard near Bree's door, causing her to turn around quickly to see who it could be. 

[pond-of-arthurs]

It's November!

It was never my intention to miss Halloween. Never.

Well, I hope everyone didn’t eat too much candy…

[breexdixon-blog]

Halloween was actually a bust here. Boring and went by quicker than ever. I'd say you didn't miss anything but a boring party thrown by the school and very little candy if you ask me. 

[missleahgreen]

[breexdixon-blog]

[tinythomson]

 Last night had gifted her with a restless sleep. She never knew what to do with her hands when she was just laying there, and she had tossed and turned in an effort to find a position that wasn’t so awkward. Her bony frame made it uncomfortable, in every single way. 

Not even the sun’s rays could have got her out of bed this morning. But there was an aroma, a mixture of sugar and maple, that she couldn’t ignore. It had crept down the hallway and under her door frame; it had made all this effort. It’d be rude not to follow her nose.

She walked down the corridor and into the dorm kitchen, where she saw a familiar brunette cooking up a storm. “Morning, Bree,” she greeted, leaning against the counter top. “Yes, please.”

[breexdixon-blog]

"Morning Bree." a soft child like voice replied. Bree looked up smiling already knowing who the voice belonged too. "Good morning Coral." she smiled noticing how exhausted Bree looked, her clothes showing signs of wrinkles from clearly tossing and turning.

"Don't take this the wrong way but- you look like shit. Did you get any sleep?" Bree questioned her eyes on Coral but her hands still moving spraying the pan with butter and pouring the mixture in once the pan was good in hot.  

[breexdixon-blog]

Grabbing a medium sized bowl the pale brunette begins to mix flour and some other ingredients she has set out on the kitchen counter top. The swinging door could be heard moving back and fourth not  much of a surprise to Bree. "Well good morning sleepy head." She slips a tiny taste spoon into her mouth making sure the batch before her was just right.

She looked up with a smile, "Can I interest you in my gram's maple brown sugar pancakes? You'd have to be a fool to say no."  she finished grabbing a frying pan and setting it down on the stove top. 

[sarfix]

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Bree Dixon | FC: Kristen Stewart | Taken Class: Photography, Physical Control Special Ability: Superhuman Agility, Sense enhancement.  Second Year

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Those who know Bree Dixon call her their eyes and ears. Her powers enable her to move at lightening speed and her senses are up to par with that. She can see everything in fine detail and smell and taste everything to extreme measures. Her friends still find it weird how she knows when they’re coming and how quick she can be. Usually people with this power have to learn to use it with grace but Bree has a natural flair of elegance. 

There’s something missing from Bree. Everyone knows who she is but not what she’s about. She’s fairly reclusive, but the more time you spend with her, the more you can fix the puzzle that is Bree. 

Everyone tends to tends to stare at Bree when she’s talking to them, but only because of how nice her appearance can be. She’s gotten used to it over time and doesn’t mind it as much any more and just carries on the conversation despite it. She’s taken a liking to David Lee Griffith as he too tends to get this sort of attention and they can relate to each other rather well. She’s teased about her liking of him by Sadie, Chace and Tom just because he’s one of these ‘well-to-do’ folk, but they do think they’d make quite the couple. 

Relationships:

Sadie Mulhern; friend, roommate

Chace Hennessy; roommate

David Lee Griffith; crush