[center][h1][color=khaki]Alex[/color][/h1] 
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[b]“Chae-Seon?”[/b] She grinned. A long since forgotten name. She was certainly glad he remembered her after all these years though her heart pinged at the sudden remembrance of the name. Still, as if by some force of nature her memories remained as hazy as they'd always been but now she could faintly remember a distorted voice calling her name. 

[b]“This man troubles you? I will deal with him.”[/b]

[color=khaki]"Hmm?"[/color] Alex mumbled as Oskar offered her his help. Her heart warmed at the familiarity. Oskar had always been like a father to her for as long as she could remember, always taking care of her. As Oskar finished taking care of the brute, Alex looked over the horrified expression of the old woman as she rushed to what Alex assumed to be her son's side. 

[b]”We have much to speak of, Seon. Or should I call you Alex now?”[/b] Oskar asked her. She sat for a few seconds deliberating with herself. 

[color=khaki]"You know, I've been meaning to change my name. But for some reason hearing Seon causes my heart pain so Alex will do for now. You can help me choose a better name later."[/color] She told him, chuckling. She wanted desperately to rush up to him and wrap her arms around his neck in a familiar embrace but the addition of a rather loud fellow caused her to think twice. She'd just have to tackle Oskar later. 

She laughed quietly to herself, remember how she first pronounced his name all those years ago.

[i]Oshka[/i] 

The look on his face still made her laugh even now. Alex stifled a giggle at the 'nordic man-bear' comment. However, she felt a bit defensive when he berated Oskar for defending her. [color=khaki]"Hey. He's my nordic man-bear and he did nothing wrong."[/color] She told him, her brows furrowing at the loud newcomer. [color=khaki]"Though you do stick out like a sore thumb, bud..."[/color] she added quietly in Oskar's direction. [color=khaki]"And you!"[/color] She shouted, pointing at the haggard looking man who'd just arrived, [color=khaki]"You're just as loud and oblivious as he is! If you're going to mention the Bureau, at least do so quietly."[/color] She shook her head at him and then grinned up at Oskar, as if looking for approval. 

[i]Evelyn D'Amour[/i]

Alex had known a lot of very attractive females in her profession, but she did have to admit that Evelyn took the cake. She pursed her lips as she looked Evelyn up and down, eyeing her while trying to not appear as if she was doing so like the many other people in the airport. She coughed as another walked up and defended Oskar, apparently having heard the haggard man's comment. [color=khaki]"I like this one."[/color] She told the group, pointing towards Vlad. 

Realizing that all of them but Oskar didn't know her name, Alex grinned and held her hands behind her back, rocking back and forth on the balls of her heels as she introduced herself, [color=khaki]"Alexandra Walters, grand-daughter of Gregory Walters, at your service."[/color] And she regretted it as soon as she said it. 

[i]Shit...[/i] 

She looked over at Oskar hoping very much so that he hadn't caught on to the meaning behind what she'd said. Since parting from him, she hadn't always been... well... good. She didn't want to disappoint Oskar and he probably knew about the old man's recent death even if he didn't know the details. 

Besides... Oskar probably knew her parents and she didn't know how he'd feel about her basically denying them ever having existed in the first place. All they held for her were painful memories and so she had no need of them. 

[i]Maybe he won't care at all. Maybe I'm just over reacting.[/i]

Despite being nearly 200 years old, Alex still felt like a teenager who hadn't quite grown out of her insecurities, something she should probably find ways to fix and soon if she wanted to be as hard and cold as the lot of them. 

Right? That was what she needed to do? Become hard and cold towards life.

[i]HAH. As if.[/i]

Then, as if suddenly remembering what she'd wanted to do previously, Alex ran around Oskar and hopped up onto his back, wrapping her thin arms around his neck. [color=khaki]"I missed you Oskar! How have you been?"[/color] She asked, grinning as she squeezed his neck.