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Wake Me Up Inside
WHO: Lucifer, Orihime Inoue
WHAT: After the devastation at the hospital and the horrible tragedy that resulted from Orihime's powers backfiring, she flees the city, and wakes up somewhere unfamiliar. There might be a werewolf in here somewhere. AND THE DEVIL.
WHEN: July 18th, 2014 - Backdated
WHERE: Lucifer's Mansion - Everglade
NOTES: Anyone passing within the vicinity of the mansion over the next several weeks will be guaranteed to have a nightmare the next time they go to sleep. Be forewarned.
She'd run until her legs could no longer support her. Collapsing to the ground, she felt damp earth on her palms, and wedged into her blood-stained fingernails. It was his blood. She'd killed him, murdered him with her powers. The look of shock and pain on his face wouldn't leave her mind. Even as she lay collapsed, she wanted to keep running, and her muscles twitched in a failed effort to spur her flight. She didn't know where she was, and she didn't know where she was going. Her worst fears had come true: she'd gone crazy, and killed someone she cared about. He'd worked so hard to overcome his distrust of humans, opened up to her, even took off his mask in her presence. And she'd killed him.
She sobbed hoarsely, her lungs burning, her throat dry, and curled up on her side. Her head was spinning, and blood seemed to be spreading out from her hands to seep into the ground. Orihime couldn't tell if she was hallucinating or not. Killing Adam might have been a hallucination too, but she didn't think so. The stark reality of what she'd done, and the gritty details too harsh and real to be denied, made her certain of her sin. She'd killed the one person who needed her more than anyone else, betrayed his trust and faith.
She was a monster.
At some point, she blacked out. She wasn't sure when it happened, but she remembered feeling a rising dread as the inky darkness crept over her vision, and a soft chilling voice seemed to whisper in her ear.
Hush.
When she awoke, she didn't smell blood or dirt. She smelled clean linen and....wet dog?
And everything around her felt soft. She cracked open her eyes, feeling a dreadful thirst, and found herself staring at a white pillow, silk bedsheets, and a heavy down comforter draped over her exhausted body. The room's furnishings were old, but elegant, indicating wealth. She'd never seen this place before in her life. Rubbing at her eyes, she made herself wrestle up to one elbow so she could blink blearily at the beautiful bedroom. Had she claimed this herself? Or had someone taken her in...?
She hoped it wasn't the latter. An act of kindness could prove deadly with her in the state she was in now. This home definitely belonged to someone, so she couldn't stay.
With a newfound urgency, Orihime swung her legs out of bed, and promptly fell on the floor. Her legs were so terribly sore! Nonetheless, she grit her teeth and pulled herself upright. She had to go, somewhere far away from people so she wouldn't end up hurting anyone else.
WHAT: After the devastation at the hospital and the horrible tragedy that resulted from Orihime's powers backfiring, she flees the city, and wakes up somewhere unfamiliar. There might be a werewolf in here somewhere. AND THE DEVIL.
WHEN: July 18th, 2014 - Backdated
WHERE: Lucifer's Mansion - Everglade
NOTES: Anyone passing within the vicinity of the mansion over the next several weeks will be guaranteed to have a nightmare the next time they go to sleep. Be forewarned.
She'd run until her legs could no longer support her. Collapsing to the ground, she felt damp earth on her palms, and wedged into her blood-stained fingernails. It was his blood. She'd killed him, murdered him with her powers. The look of shock and pain on his face wouldn't leave her mind. Even as she lay collapsed, she wanted to keep running, and her muscles twitched in a failed effort to spur her flight. She didn't know where she was, and she didn't know where she was going. Her worst fears had come true: she'd gone crazy, and killed someone she cared about. He'd worked so hard to overcome his distrust of humans, opened up to her, even took off his mask in her presence. And she'd killed him.
She sobbed hoarsely, her lungs burning, her throat dry, and curled up on her side. Her head was spinning, and blood seemed to be spreading out from her hands to seep into the ground. Orihime couldn't tell if she was hallucinating or not. Killing Adam might have been a hallucination too, but she didn't think so. The stark reality of what she'd done, and the gritty details too harsh and real to be denied, made her certain of her sin. She'd killed the one person who needed her more than anyone else, betrayed his trust and faith.
She was a monster.
At some point, she blacked out. She wasn't sure when it happened, but she remembered feeling a rising dread as the inky darkness crept over her vision, and a soft chilling voice seemed to whisper in her ear.
Hush.
When she awoke, she didn't smell blood or dirt. She smelled clean linen and....wet dog?
And everything around her felt soft. She cracked open her eyes, feeling a dreadful thirst, and found herself staring at a white pillow, silk bedsheets, and a heavy down comforter draped over her exhausted body. The room's furnishings were old, but elegant, indicating wealth. She'd never seen this place before in her life. Rubbing at her eyes, she made herself wrestle up to one elbow so she could blink blearily at the beautiful bedroom. Had she claimed this herself? Or had someone taken her in...?
She hoped it wasn't the latter. An act of kindness could prove deadly with her in the state she was in now. This home definitely belonged to someone, so she couldn't stay.
With a newfound urgency, Orihime swung her legs out of bed, and promptly fell on the floor. Her legs were so terribly sore! Nonetheless, she grit her teeth and pulled herself upright. She had to go, somewhere far away from people so she wouldn't end up hurting anyone else.