The Rogue

[nyxclarke]

open Nyx sighed as she looked around the hall full of glittering, glamorous crowd. She was already regretting choosing to accept the invitation. What was she expecting? A rave scene like the ones she held in her dorm room during her days at Astor? This lot looked like had gagged on their youth and come out looking old and desperate to please. The dress code was too posh to be to her taste and the people looked far too stuck up to be considered interesting. 

But then, then only other option she had would be to sit at home and play scrabble with Melora. She hated scrabble but if she didn’t play Melora would either throw a fit or wail her lungs out till Nyx gave in. She knew she needed to break up with the woman but she had no idea how to approach it with her without it turning into a full blown massacre. Sighing, she turned around and leaned against the bar. 

Just as she raised her left arm to motion at the bartender, she felt someone else hand overlap her own. Surprised, and slightly indignant, she turned around to look, but was taken aback by what she was greeted with. It was rare to see someone with features as arresting as the face in front of her. “Hey hey hey, wait your turn,” she said before smirking and shrugging nonchalantly, “If you’d been patient, I’d have bought you a drink by now.” 

[nyxclarke]

BASIC INFO -

Name : Nyx Clarke Age : 34 Occupation : FBI agent Hometown : Michigan Class : Batch of 2007

BIOGRAPHY -

Nyx Clarke was born Nerissa Clark to a small family of meagre means. However, nobody would ever believe that if they met Nyx. She had the roar of a lion and a bite to match. Early on in her life she had realised that the typical things that kids her age talked about were not of interest to her. Instead she read books and history, never tiring of finding out about the world and it’s leaders and heroes. And there was nothing little Nerissa wanted more than to be a hero.

Her plan had always been to join the army right after school, but when her team won the math olympiad and she got a full ride to Astor to study mathematics, her family thought it was too good to give up. So, Nerissa packed her bags and went off to Astor where she, in a lot of ways, found herself. It was in Astor that she kissed a girl for the first time and that was a feeling she could never forget. She slowly but steadily felt a part of herself unravel that she hadn’t known she had. 

But she was still too scared to tell anybody. Back then, the stolen kisses & illicit lovemaking seemed far too taboo to be told to anyone. And besides, she had soon realised, she loved kissing boys too and she definitely loved the sex she had with her boyfriend but also had great fun flirting with pretty girls. The impossible duality of being torn by attraction, not being able to decide who she was, affected her a lot. After a roller-coaster college life, where she started calling herself Nyx, had many tattoos and haircuts, raved, partied, and had sex like nobody’s business, she realised she wasn’t any closer to figuring out what exactly she wanted.

So, after somehow managing to get a good point average at the end of three years, she simply joined the army. That was where Nyx fully grew into her present self. She had her first serious relationship and understood what it meant to be bisexual. She figured out her desires and attended her first pride march. After her service, she was offered a job with the FBI which she gladly accepted. Her first few years were always on the go but after a fatal accident during a mission she hurt her back so badly that she was told she would need to be off flied for 2 years.

It wasn’t ideal, but Nyx shrugged and accepted it. What she didn’t foresee was how difficult and dull normal life would be. A desk job with the FBI was still a desk job and she is slowly realising that her live-in girlfriend was not quite as perfect for her as she had assumed when they would meet for a few days every month. She is extremely frustrated with her home life where her girlfriend Melora keeps talking about things Nyx has no interest in and her work life where she has to do routine work.

Attending the alumni night is more of an escape for her than anything else. Nyx has not been in contact with anyone since her days at Astor and she hopes she will reconnect with a few interesting people who will make her life a little more bearable than what it currently is, at least for the while that she is forced to remain in the country.