taxonomites | X: [ voice | location: castle summers' dungeons ] pardon my past

There's an incessant throbbing in Piper's head that just won't go away.

She groans, and opens her eyes. When she does, things start swirling uncontrollably, and the urge to hurl is great. Piper closes her eyes, bites her lip, and rolls to the side until it passes.

Something feels wrong here. It takes her another second to process the fact that she's lying on a cold stone floor, that she's naked, and that her fingers are stinging. Badly. Opening her eyes again, she sees that her hands are bloodied, and that several wooden splinters are still embedded in them.

"How--"

And that's when everything comes crashing down on her - all the memories of the past day, what she's done, what she's become. "No. Oh... oh god." Piper spots her tablet and kicks it away from her, before scrambling to the very corner of the dungeon. She slides down, hugging her knees to her and resting her forehead on them. She doesn't even resist the urge to tremble and sob.

[ ooc: backdated to the day after the glitch. ]

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[ and then it clicks. she does remember seeing anya after she became a wendigo. ]

I'm sorry, Anya. That was... I wasn't... believe me, I wasn't going to... to eat you.

[ for some reason, her wendigo-self didn't consider anya to be a prey. ]

Oh, sure. You were just growling at me because you thought my hair looked nice.

[Of course, the Wendigo could have probably caught her if it had wanted that. But it was still scary!]

Edited 2010-10-16 08:03 (UTC)

I was growling at you because you were by the door. You were in the way.

Oh.

You could have asked.

[ that gets her to laugh, but all for the wrong reasons. ] I'm sorry, but... I'm sure you noticed that I wasn't myself at that time.

Oh, like that's an excuse! You terrified me out of my mind! I thought my already severely shortened life was going to end!

I'm really, really sorry. Look, I'll... make it up to you. Just tell me how.

...well, I don't really know how.

I'm sure you'll think of something.

I mean, I doubt you could just rip your arm off and beat yourself with it.

Yeah, that's... I doubt that'll happen.

Anything else?

...it's less fun if you're already repentant to begin with.

Well, I just... don't see the need to deny what I did to you.

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