03-10-2008, 03:55 AM
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He was tired of not remembering things, waking up without knowing why he had been asleep in the first place. The throbbing pain in the back of his head told him that it wasn't entirely his fault this time though, as did the hazy outline of someone standing over him, blocking the moon and the light. His first impulse was to sit up, but he found that his arms and feet had both been bound and that he had been reduced to a worm on the ground. The thoughts and memories took their time coming back to him, but even when they did, he was sure he didn't know this woman. The only people he knew that really had a reason to hate him was Inferni and she was neither a coyote nor smelt like the beach. So,
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He was tired of not remembering things, waking up without knowing why he had been asleep in the first place. The throbbing pain in the back of his head told him that it wasn't entirely his fault this time though, as did the hazy outline of someone standing over him, blocking the moon and the light. His first impulse was to sit up, but he found that his arms and feet had both been bound and that he had been reduced to a worm on the ground. The thoughts and memories took their time coming back to him, but even when they did, he was sure he didn't know this woman. The only people he knew that really had a reason to hate him was Inferni and she was neither a coyote nor smelt like the beach. So,
Wh're you 'n what do y'want?he mumbled tiredly, stuggling half-heartedly with his bonds. (In the back of his mind, maybe he was still secretly looking for an easy way out.)