Nyx was leaning against the bar. Mercy and Orion were at each other's throats ...again.

She felt something cold press agaisnt her bare arm. It nearly made her jump.

"Gomen ne." MIltion smiled endearingly. He placed the iced Frap on the counter and kissed her shoulder. "Oh..sun burn?"

Nyx noded and shrank away abit. "Yeah. I was riding shot gun with Seth the other day. And you used to call ME a bad driver?"

"Haha! What do you expect? His driver's liscense expired 30 years ago!" Millie wrapped his arms around her waist and leaned his head against hers. "Aren't hey cute?"

"Who?"

The Gangrel motioned to the blonde and her guardian. Orion was shaking his head and turning away as Mercy kept hounding him about some trifle mishap.

"Oh yeah." Nyx gulped down the contents of the steaming cup. "Hey, I'm really glad you're back, Mil."

"Love the enthusiasm." He sensed something was up with her. "You alright, hun? Vic, what's wrong? I know that look."

Turning to the counter, she sighed. Something inside her wanted to scream out...loudly! She wanted to throw something. And this time it wasn't Nyx..it was herself. It was another "flatline" moment. She hated that. But seeing Orion and Mercy bickering...Celly...all of this...Remy...she was alright, a nice girl. It was quaint, in a psycho sort of way.

"You'd never hate me, would you? Ofcourse you wouldn't."

Milton rubbed her back gently. "Why?"

"I want you to go."

"Go? Doko?"

"Back to L.A." She carassed his cheek and kissed him lovingly on the lips..but only a peck. "Seth is here...and I don't want the Council up in arms over one more thing."

"But that's not it, is it?"

"No. I want you to go. Just take the bullshit, ok? Don't ask me to explain. Aishiteru, Zameal. But let me do this on my own, ok? For me?"

He noded. She would be alright. He figured it was time, too. Seth could handle it from here. Victoria needed her space.

"You need space?"

"Yes. PLease." But that wasn't it. She wanted him gone. No interference. That was it. She'd been ponderig over this for just a bit. But it was undeniable. She couldn't stand it any longer. It wasn't her *thing.* None of it was. She glance over at Orion and Mercy. "Yeah, I need my space."

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"Tell Celly I left, ok?" Nyx stepped into the Mobius Continuum.

Mercy noded. "Yeah, k. BUt what if she asks where?"

"Tell her I went to a bar."

TBC....