Agent Lancelot

Roxanne "Roxy" Morton -Kingsman Agent -Independant, semi-seilective and canon divergent RP blog for Roxy from Kingsmen and Kingsmen: The Golden Circle 

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“So would you…rather have been a soldier or an agent?” she asked with a bright smile. Hope was always curious about why her father and other people chose this path. It was dangerous and scary and it got her brother and mother killed. 

 "Well you won’t die with me!“ she said, grinning. I may not be an agent, but I know karate and I also know how to use a gun if needed. Not that we would need any of that in this mansion." 

 "And I am sorry that you almost died. That must have been horrible.” She felt bad for Roxy, but at the same time she knew that was the risk that these people took everyday. She knew that from personal experience.

“Oh I would go agent any day. Though I won’t share with you the details to bore you with. Being an Agent I’ve done more than being a soldier would have.” It was true, she had saved countless more lives, and it was completely fine by her that the public didn’t need to know about them.

Roxy was flattered that the woman said that to her. Roxy knew that if Hope wanted she could easily become an agent should she want it and a position open up. “True, when the Statesmen helped us rebuild I insisted that better missile defenses should be added seeing as the last ones barely warned me in time to escape.”

“It’s fine I know that one day this job will probably kill me in one way or another. we serve our country and the world. Though I’m glad I didn’t die by that knob Charlie.” Roxy bit her tongue at the last statement. She really shouldn’t have said that, it was ungentlemanlike.

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The 20-year-old was impressed by how the room looked. Organized and neat just as she kept her room. Proud. That’s what she was. The men in her family seemed to be the complete opposite. Hope smiled gratefully and walked over to a chair, taking a seat across from Roxy. 

 "I am quite well! Just got done with homework and now I’m free to do whatever I want.“ And no it wasn’t her father that pushed her. It was Hope herself. She wanted to do well in school. Focus on her art and not be a agent like her dad and brother. 

 "It really does!” she said happily, smiling at the other girl in the room. “How much of the house have you seen? I could give you a tour one day! Maybe on a weekend when I don’t have too much homework?”

“I remember when I was in school, though I went to a military academy though so things were different for me. I was set to become an officer in the Army but Agent Percival recruited me to become a Kingsman agent instead. But that was like eight years ago.” She admitted with a slight grin.

The 30-year old had to admit that she hadn’t seen much of the new mansion. the old one she stayed there whenever she could and had seen it all, but once Poppy had destroyed it and killed most of the actual agents and sent Roxy herself into a coma, she hadn’t spent much time in the new one. “I’d love it if you could give me a tour. I don’t try to spend too much time here, not since I almost died in the last one.” She told the younger woman, a twinge of pain in her voice from the memory.

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Roxy sat in the the new Kingsman mansion. It seemed like forever since they had to rebuild the agency and even start a new front together with the Statesmen. It was also with her, Harry and Eggsy that they found new candidates for the new generation of field agents. As she sat in her room reading a book she heard a knock on her door. Wondering who it could be she set her book down before rising from her chair. “I’m coming give me a moment.” She called, casually walking to the door before opening it with a slight smile. 

“I have to say I don’t wasn’t expecting any visitors tonight.” She spoke to the woman standing before her, please do come in.” She announced as she stepped aside from the doorway.

Hope didn’t know why she was so anxious. Talking to these agents should be a piece of cake, considering that her father was one of the founders of this organization. She smiled at Roxy and walked into the room, her red curls bouncing around her shoulders. She was the spitting image of her brother who had died a couple years ago. It was difficult being so popular, but that was why she liked school. She could get away from all of that and just be a regular kid. 

 "I just thought I would come and see how you are" she said with a bright smile, her sparkling blue eyes gazing around the room. She liked to get to know the agents that her father helped employ.

Roxy went back towards the chair and table she had been at before, picking up the book and moving to replace it in on the bookshelf. Of course her room here in the mansion was fairly well kept, not  only for the fact that she hardly stayed in the mansion but that she had to keep it presentable. After placing the book upon the shelf she watched the woman enter the room and motioned for her to sit in another chair.

“I’m doing good, how about yourself?” Roxy inquired, her own eyes looking around the room, it would be impolite to just stare. “The mansion looks great after having to have been rebuilt you know.’ She chuckled.

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Roxy sat in the the new Kingsman mansion. It seemed like forever since they had to rebuild the agency and even start a new front together with the Statesmen. It was also with her, Harry and Eggsy that they found new candidates for the new generation of field agents. As she sat in her room reading a book she heard a knock on her door. Wondering who it could be she set her book down before rising from her chair. “I’m coming give me a moment.” She called, casually walking to the door before opening it with a slight smile. 

“I have to say I don’t wasn’t expecting any visitors tonight.” She spoke to the woman standing before her, please do come in.” She announced as she stepped aside from the doorway.

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Like for a starter I guess

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I’m back everyone! Who wants to RP?

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Roxy had enough time to get to one of the designated safe areas in the mansion. The missiles hit and in the resulting inferno and collapse of the house she ended up dying.

In the recovery effort they found Roxy's body and sent her to Tyson to try and revive her. Waking up after months of being in a coma after he managed to revive her she finally awoke and looked around from her medical bed. "Where am I?" She asked, looking around and seeing an IV in her arm.

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“Um...I know time is in flux but it’s actually...” he breathed in a hiss of breath.  “Twenty-twenty.”

“You wanna say it or should I?” Riley asked

“You can.”

“You sure?  I’ve said it last time.”

“Oh but it’s your birthday...it’s on me.”

“Okay, but I expect pizza and a cake.  And NOT Pizza Cake this time!  The flavors clash!” she cleared her throat before throwing her hand out dramatically.  “WELCOME, to the WORLD OF TOMORROW!”

“Probably the same reason everyone does: cool codename, killer suits, and clever gadgets.  Hell, hang out with me for a bit, you’ll get all three and I’m not even affiliated with an organization of the secret persuasion.”

“Aren’t you working with several in an adjunct status?” Riley asked.

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Roxy's jaw dropped at the revelation. "You're telling me I've been in a coma for three years or have lost my memories?" She asked, not really caring about it being the future for her.

"I don't even know any of that. I don't even remember how I know you, you're just familiar." She admitted.

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“Yes and yes,” Tyson nodded, Riley slapping his chest with the back of her hand.

“This is why I’m the doctor...” Riley rolled her eyes.  “We were trying to ease you into the situation, but some people are in about ripping off the bandage.  He has one of those faces where people just know him.  But you are right, you two know each other.”

“We’ve worked together on some cases,” Tyson nodded.  “Merlin was NOT pleased at all that they were outsourcing for tech resources.”

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"I'd honestly rather have the bandage ripped off of than going and having it come out slowly." Roxy admitted.

In her mind she was trying to recount the hidden memories. "They have to be somewhere, I have to have my memories doneness in my head right? I can't just forget everything that I went through." Roxy spoke desperately trying to get her memories back

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“Good to know,” Riley nodded.  “Well the best way to think about it is like this; the trauma of the event you survived caused a lot of psychological rubble, we have to dig and sift through the mess to retrieve what’s buried beneath.  It’s going to take some time, but it’s my hope that in time things will start coming back to you.  Because as we’re digging in to find your memories, your memories are digging their way out.”

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"But what if it doesnt. What if we can't get my memories and I'm stuck without remembering any of my friends or anything?" She inquired, looking between the two. The young woman was terrified at the prospect of not remembering who she had become. Then she remembered something from some of her classes at University.

"I just got an idea, Tyson you said that we've worked together before and that we're friends, I need you to get me something that was mine in a trying time of my life. Back at Uni they had us study about basically jumpstarting amnesiacs brains with a stressor from their former lives. Now it could go either way of me totally forgetting what I'm trying to remember or I could get my brain jumpstarted on what I need to remember, we have a 80/20 chance of it working and I'm fine with those odds." She explained as the knowledge was there as if she had only learned it a couple weeks ago, which to her brain it would have been.

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So guys, I think I'm going to revamp a few things about my blog because I honestly think I've neglected taking care of Roxy. Its hard to think that I was the very first Kingsman RP blog and I've never revamped anything.

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Anyone wanna RP a time travel AU?

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I really want to do like a time travel AU back to either one of the world wars. Anyone want to do something like that?

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I really want to do like a time travel AU back to either one of the world wars. Anyone want to do something like that?

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@glitchexmachina

Roxy had enough time to get to one of the designated safe areas in the mansion. The missiles hit and in the resulting inferno and collapse of the house she ended up dying.

In the recovery effort they found Roxy's body and sent her to Tyson to try and revive her. Waking up after months of being in a coma after he managed to revive her she finally awoke and looked around from her medical bed. "Where am I?" She asked, looking around and seeing an IV in her arm.

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“Um...I know time is in flux but it’s actually...” he breathed in a hiss of breath.  “Twenty-twenty.”

“You wanna say it or should I?” Riley asked

“You can.”

“You sure?  I’ve said it last time.”

“Oh but it’s your birthday...it’s on me.”

“Okay, but I expect pizza and a cake.  And NOT Pizza Cake this time!  The flavors clash!” she cleared her throat before throwing her hand out dramatically.  “WELCOME, to the WORLD OF TOMORROW!”

“Probably the same reason everyone does: cool codename, killer suits, and clever gadgets.  Hell, hang out with me for a bit, you’ll get all three and I’m not even affiliated with an organization of the secret persuasion.”

“Aren’t you working with several in an adjunct status?” Riley asked.

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Roxy's jaw dropped at the revelation. "You're telling me I've been in a coma for three years or have lost my memories?" She asked, not really caring about it being the future for her.

"I don't even know any of that. I don't even remember how I know you, you're just familiar." She admitted.

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“Yes and yes,” Tyson nodded, Riley slapping his chest with the back of her hand.

“This is why I’m the doctor...” Riley rolled her eyes.  “We were trying to ease you into the situation, but some people are in about ripping off the bandage.  He has one of those faces where people just know him.  But you are right, you two know each other.”

“We’ve worked together on some cases,” Tyson nodded.  “Merlin was NOT pleased at all that they were outsourcing for tech resources.”

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"I'd honestly rather have the bandage ripped off of than going and having it come out slowly." Roxy admitted.

In her mind she was trying to recount the hidden memories. "They have to be somewhere, I have to have my memories doneness in my head right? I can't just forget everything that I went through." Roxy spoke desperately trying to get her memories back

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@glitchexmachina

Roxy had enough time to get to one of the designated safe areas in the mansion. The missiles hit and in the resulting inferno and collapse of the house she ended up dying.

In the recovery effort they found Roxy's body and sent her to Tyson to try and revive her. Waking up after months of being in a coma after he managed to revive her she finally awoke and looked around from her medical bed. "Where am I?" She asked, looking around and seeing an IV in her arm.

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“Um...I know time is in flux but it’s actually...” he breathed in a hiss of breath.  “Twenty-twenty.”

“You wanna say it or should I?” Riley asked

“You can.”

“You sure?  I’ve said it last time.”

“Oh but it’s your birthday...it’s on me.”

“Okay, but I expect pizza and a cake.  And NOT Pizza Cake this time!  The flavors clash!” she cleared her throat before throwing her hand out dramatically.  “WELCOME, to the WORLD OF TOMORROW!”

“Probably the same reason everyone does: cool codename, killer suits, and clever gadgets.  Hell, hang out with me for a bit, you’ll get all three and I’m not even affiliated with an organization of the secret persuasion.”

“Aren’t you working with several in an adjunct status?” Riley asked.

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Roxy's jaw dropped at the revelation. "You're telling me I've been in a coma for three years or have lost my memories?" She asked, not really caring about it being the future for her.

"I don't even know any of that. I don't even remember how I know you, you're just familiar." She admitted.

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Okay so question. Should I make a historical figure RP blog. IDK honestly I want to just to do it really

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Guys, while I was doing some research and I do have to say that by far I'm enamored with the Unseen Terror of East Prussia, otherwise known as Roza Shanina. She was a Soviet sniper in WWII and they need to make a movie about her.

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@glitchexmachina

Roxy had enough time to get to one of the designated safe areas in the mansion. The missiles hit and in the resulting inferno and collapse of the house she ended up dying.

In the recovery effort they found Roxy's body and sent her to Tyson to try and revive her. Waking up after months of being in a coma after he managed to revive her she finally awoke and looked around from her medical bed. "Where am I?" She asked, looking around and seeing an IV in her arm.

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Tyson had never seen such a case, and even with all the Kingsmen’s tech and all the Statesmen’s resources, it was looking like this Humpty Dumpty wouldn’t be able to be put back together again.  It would all need to advance several years worth of innovation within a few hours to save Roxy’s life.  Even with his abilities, that tech was out of this world.  Fortunately, he had something to help that was out of this world.  He worried that he’d end up using this special talent on some C-List villain initially, but fortunately this was a very noble cause.

“Good morning,” Tyson nodded to her, a young woman with reddish brown hair went to the side with the IV.  

“Please don’t remove the IV, it’s been feeding you since you’ve been asleep,” she said.  “I cannot stress enough that I’ve seen so many movies and TV shows where someone rips the IV out of their arm when they wake up...it breaks my heart as a medical professional to see this fauxpas play out every damn time.  Oh, I’m Dr. Riley Forrester, your caregiver for the evening.  Hello.  You’re in my medical facility, situated in his Workshop.”

She pointed a thumb in Tyson’s direction, where Tyson continued,  “Your colleagues brought you here to revive you. Can you tell me your name?”

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Roxy knew enough medical info not to pull out the IV, despite the fact that she was completely disoriented and confused.

Roxy looked at the doctor curiously. She didnt recognize who she was and at the moment only barely recognized Tyson, only a vague sense of familiarity encompassed him.

Roxy tried concentrating on answering the doctor's question about her name but even that was fuzzy. She couldnt remember anything at the moment. "I'm sorry, I dont know." As she spoke, tears welled in her eyes as she knew she was missing things that made her who she was.

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“It’s okay, if anything comes to mind let us know,” Riley stated.  “You’ve been through quite an ordeal, and memory loss is expected.  It’s still in there somewhere, and we’ll find it together.”

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"I have flashes of memories but nothing that I can hold onto. I remember an explosion." She said, closing her eyes, trying to remember. As she did the recollection flashed before her. Her trying to get to the blast room, getting there and then black as rubble fell around her.

"Do you know who did this? Who caused the explosion?" The question came out before she decided if she really wanted to know the answer.

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“It’s a complicated story, I wasn’t told much about the issue, but it involved someone creating a designer drug that would wipe out a great number of the population who used any kind of drug, even medically prescribed drugs,” Tyson tried to explain, but he didn’t even seem to understand what was going on.  The story involved Elton John for some reason, as well as Red Hood looking to put a cap in the ass of the runners of the drug that was hurting the children in his turf.  At the time, he was working on his own, but heaven help the drug runner’s organization if he had Artemis and Bizarro in tow.  They seemed to be tracing connections to Leviathan and their plan to eliminate every secret agency throughout the world.

“The point is you’re safe and we’ll get you back on your feet in no time.”

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"That sounds like something out if a spy movie." She chuckled, looking at him with a smile. More and more memories were slowly coming back to her. The mansion, the missiles getting her first Kingsman suit. "I must've been pretty important if they wanted to kill me in such a manner but I dont think I ever did drugs so why'd they come after me?" She inquired, not fully realizing who she was yet but at least her name was coming back to her.

"My name! My name's Roxanne Morton, I graduated from went to Oxford for 2 years!" She spoke, excited to have remembered her name.

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“Or a comic book,” he shrugged.  He didn’t want to say it may have been a wrong time wrong place situation, but it seemed like they’d try to come after her one way or another.  They had sent someone to come after him, but the assassin hit a teddy bear on a shelf and...well long story short, they were still cleaning the chunky salsa that they became from the trophy room.

“Excellent,” Riley nodded, noting the name on her chart.  “And when did you graduate?  It’s okay to not know, I’m just curious.”

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"As far as I remember I havent graduated yet. I'm about to be a Year Three at Oxford. But that also doesnt sound right." She said, glancing over at Tyson. "Who am I really?" She hated that she couldn't remember anything after her summer break from University. She pushed herself up in the bed from her laying position. "Please I know you know more than I do right now." She pleaded.

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“That’s saying something,” he nodded, realizing that she only knew as much as he told her, but she didn’t know everything about him.  “You were selected for a group called the Kingsmen, a sort of secret service that went beyond what MI:6 was.  Roxy, what year do you think it is right now?”

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"It's 2017 right?" She asked, looking at him quizzitively. "Please it's Roxanne, Roxy is too childish." She told him with a smile that was faultering on her face. "Why would I be part of a secret organization?" She questioned.

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@glitchexmachina

Roxy had enough time to get to one of the designated safe areas in the mansion. The missiles hit and in the resulting inferno and collapse of the house she ended up dying.

In the recovery effort they found Roxy's body and sent her to Tyson to try and revive her. Waking up after months of being in a coma after he managed to revive her she finally awoke and looked around from her medical bed. "Where am I?" She asked, looking around and seeing an IV in her arm.

[glitchexmachina]

Tyson had never seen such a case, and even with all the Kingsmen’s tech and all the Statesmen’s resources, it was looking like this Humpty Dumpty wouldn’t be able to be put back together again.  It would all need to advance several years worth of innovation within a few hours to save Roxy’s life.  Even with his abilities, that tech was out of this world.  Fortunately, he had something to help that was out of this world.  He worried that he’d end up using this special talent on some C-List villain initially, but fortunately this was a very noble cause.

“Good morning,” Tyson nodded to her, a young woman with reddish brown hair went to the side with the IV.  

“Please don’t remove the IV, it’s been feeding you since you’ve been asleep,” she said.  “I cannot stress enough that I’ve seen so many movies and TV shows where someone rips the IV out of their arm when they wake up...it breaks my heart as a medical professional to see this fauxpas play out every damn time.  Oh, I’m Dr. Riley Forrester, your caregiver for the evening.  Hello.  You’re in my medical facility, situated in his Workshop.”

She pointed a thumb in Tyson’s direction, where Tyson continued,  “Your colleagues brought you here to revive you. Can you tell me your name?”

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Roxy knew enough medical info not to pull out the IV, despite the fact that she was completely disoriented and confused.

Roxy looked at the doctor curiously. She didnt recognize who she was and at the moment only barely recognized Tyson, only a vague sense of familiarity encompassed him.

Roxy tried concentrating on answering the doctor's question about her name but even that was fuzzy. She couldnt remember anything at the moment. "I'm sorry, I dont know." As she spoke, tears welled in her eyes as she knew she was missing things that made her who she was.

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“It’s okay, if anything comes to mind let us know,” Riley stated.  “You’ve been through quite an ordeal, and memory loss is expected.  It’s still in there somewhere, and we’ll find it together.”

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"I have flashes of memories but nothing that I can hold onto. I remember an explosion." She said, closing her eyes, trying to remember. As she did the recollection flashed before her. Her trying to get to the blast room, getting there and then black as rubble fell around her.

"Do you know who did this? Who caused the explosion?" The question came out before she decided if she really wanted to know the answer.

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“It’s a complicated story, I wasn’t told much about the issue, but it involved someone creating a designer drug that would wipe out a great number of the population who used any kind of drug, even medically prescribed drugs,” Tyson tried to explain, but he didn’t even seem to understand what was going on.  The story involved Elton John for some reason, as well as Red Hood looking to put a cap in the ass of the runners of the drug that was hurting the children in his turf.  At the time, he was working on his own, but heaven help the drug runner’s organization if he had Artemis and Bizarro in tow.  They seemed to be tracing connections to Leviathan and their plan to eliminate every secret agency throughout the world.

“The point is you’re safe and we’ll get you back on your feet in no time.”

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"That sounds like something out if a spy movie." She chuckled, looking at him with a smile. More and more memories were slowly coming back to her. The mansion, the missiles getting her first Kingsman suit. "I must've been pretty important if they wanted to kill me in such a manner but I dont think I ever did drugs so why'd they come after me?" She inquired, not fully realizing who she was yet but at least her name was coming back to her.

"My name! My name's Roxanne Morton, I graduated from went to Oxford for 2 years!" She spoke, excited to have remembered her name.

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“Or a comic book,” he shrugged.  He didn’t want to say it may have been a wrong time wrong place situation, but it seemed like they’d try to come after her one way or another.  They had sent someone to come after him, but the assassin hit a teddy bear on a shelf and...well long story short, they were still cleaning the chunky salsa that they became from the trophy room.

“Excellent,” Riley nodded, noting the name on her chart.  “And when did you graduate?  It’s okay to not know, I’m just curious.”

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"As far as I remember I havent graduated yet. I'm about to be a Year Three at Oxford. But that also doesnt sound right." She said, glancing over at Tyson. "Who am I really?" She hated that she couldn't remember anything after her summer break from University. She pushed herself up in the bed from her laying position. "Please I know you know more than I do right now." She pleaded.