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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I don't know.

[She feels a bit guilty. She'd been thinking, just recently, how things weren't so bad.]

Please, can I at least bring you some water? Some tea?

[ she shakes her head, remembers belatedly that tara can't see it. ] No. Not until I'm sure I won't be turning again. I can't... it's too dangerous, Tara. I don't want to place you in that situation ever again.

Alright.

[She hesitates, then says,] You know, Willow and I... we could try and do some research. She brought the Sunnydale library back with her, and it's got a lot of stuff on supernatural lore. Maybe we could find a way to be sure it doesn't?

[ she opens her mouth to suggest that tara and willow look into the book of shadows, but then she hesitates. the book itself is very sensitive and most of the time only allows witches from the warren line to touch it. ] I... I'd appreciate that very much. And you can always contact me if... if you need anything. I'm not going anywhere.

Okay.

...if it's been a little bit, and you're still worried about it, we could probably set up something secure for you that's at least more comfortable.

Some sort of... magical barrier would be nice. In... in my room. Just in case.

But not today. [ maybe next week. or next year. ]

Sure. [Tara can understand needing space.]

We'll let you know what we find. And... call me if you need anything at all, okay? We'll figure out a way to get it to you without risking anybody. I promise.

Thank you, Tara. You don't know how much this means to me.

[Genuinely] You'd do the same for me, Piper. We'll figure something out.

I sincerely hope I won't have to. Ever.

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