Alex had been told to rest, but inside, she didn't feel like she needed it. After drinking blood - which, she still felt weird for enjoying - she felt replenished. That, combined with the bath, made her feel relaxed, and she had more energy than she really knew how to handle. She felt like she could run a mile and not feel a thing. Then again, she probably could.<br/><br/>Alex eyed Morgan over as she scribbled her notes. For quite some time, Alex had a very...atypical perception of the Enforcers. She respected them a great deal now, as an adult, but when she was a teenager, she had run into trouble with them more than once. Her mischievous streak had matured as she aged, but it hadn't gone away. Lately, it meant hanging around with social deviants and vampires, which had brought her to the Coven in the first place. When Morgan spoke, something clicked in Alex's head - she could've sworn she'd heard that voice earlier, sometime before she'd come back into consciousness. She found her smile to be rather charming, and she returned it with one of her own. "Alexandra Pierce. Alex," she chimed in, introducing herself. Morgan's reassuring comment made her chuckle to herself; that was the first time an Enforcer had ensured her that she<i>wasn't </i>in trouble. How the times had changed.<br/><br/>The redhead waited until Morgan had finished to respond. "Helena Petrini? Never heard of her."<br/><br/>"She was a student at the University. A good one," Lydia added. Alex hadn't said anything about her occupation or background when they had met. All that Lydia knew of her was her personality, the shape of her body, and the taste of her blood. "And an artist, too."<br/><br/>"Oh, hmm, I've been out of school for a few years now. But, I have a few friends who still go there." Alex tousled her hair. "A bunch of the artsy kids are...interesting, from what I hear. Wouldn't be a surprise if this Helena was just another good girl with dirty habits, to put it simply."<br/><br/>"Interesting?" Lydia asked, crossing her arms over her chest. "How so?"<br/><br/>"Uh, similar to me, I suppose. Similar to any human who finds themselves in a vampire club, for that matter. Looking to squeeze into the darker corners of Onyxport." Alex paused to tighten the robe around her waist. Her tongue passed along her fangs again; it was becoming a habit to feel them. "Now," she continued, looking back and forth between Lydia and Morgan, "you want to know about the attack." She exhaled deeply. Honestly, she'd rather not think about it, but she didn't like the idea of that freak roaming the streets. "I remember it pretty well...unfortunately."<br/><br/>"Earlier, I was on my way back here, to the club. It wasn't my original plan for the night, but I just found myself in the area, so I figured I'd stop by for a drink or two. Silly me - I figured, since it's relatively safe around these parts, I'd take a shortcut through the alleyways." Alex suddenly became interested in cleaning her fingernails. "All of a sudden, I felt hands. This...vampire, or whatever it was, grabbed me from behind. I tried to turn and fight him...her? It? I don't know - they wore a mask and a cloak, and judging by the feel of it, they were wearing quite a few layers under that." Her narrative was scatterbrained, she knew, but all of the details were just returning at once.<br/><br/>"The mask - it was black, with thin white stripes that formed a pattern. Like this," she said, tracing the shape on her own face, three triangular shapes, all within each other, each with the bottom two points stopping along different parts of her jaw. The first one had a tip that touched the bridge of the nose, the second stopped at the upper lip, and the third stopped below the bottom lip. "They didn't speak...they just...growled at me." Alex looked away again. "They were violent, too...and for some reason, they were persistent in stripping away my clothes, but...not for any sexual purposes. The last thing I remember before I blacked out was being bitten, and it hurt like all hell." She rubbed her neck where the original bite had been. "I didn't get to see their face; they slammed me face first against the wall before they bit me, so...," she trailed off and shrugged.<br/><br/>"It was fucking terrifying," she added. "I'm just glad I'm not...dead." Some would argue that she was. Alex, on the other hand, wasn't sure she had ever felt more alive, given the way her body felt. It was like the weight of worrying had been lifted off of her shoulders. She had yet to come to terms with everything, but she settled for looking on the bright side, for now.<br/><br/>"Three triangles? Doesn't sound like anything from around here. Any ideas?" Lydia asked, nodding towards Morgan.