(Diesinueve). Last chance to lose control [Voice post]

[sixheadsoffury]

[Heavy panting. Heavy, confused, terrified sort of panting, to be exact.]

Scylla...Scylla did...the smoke...couldn't see...so much movement.

[A small whine, as realization hits her, hard, in the middle of the face]

Deaddeaddeaddeaddeaddead dead....is dead. So much blood...

Sorry...s-sorry.

Scylla d-didn't want to hurt and k-kill...

[Now she's crying

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[mynightlywander]

[Voice]

[sixheadsoffury]

[Still weeping]

S-say something.

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[mynightlywander]

[matter-of-fact and rather cold; she isn't very good at giving away negative emotions in front of people who aren't close to the family.]

Papa will not be pleased.

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[sixheadsoffury]

[This is her "so not amused" voice; she is no longer crying, but still sound rather sore]

Now something Scylla wasn't aware before.

[givemeyourgold]

I hate to state the obvious here, but didn't you kill people for a living at one time?

[sixheadsoffury]

Cerberus is not people. Wasn't

[givemeyourgold]

You're right. He's one dog, turned human, a person, and you killed him.

[sixheadsoffury]

It's coming back. It has to.

[pennywaits]

What happened?

[sixheadsoffury]

There was a noise, and yelling, and the smoke...and Scylla couldn't see...and Cerberus is dead.

Dead.

[pennywaits]

You said that part, but what happened?

[sixheadsoffury]

The knife...and then the neck.

[Filter: Lamia]

[sixheadsoffury]

Don't know anymore who is who.

[Filter: Lamia]

[sixheadsoffury]

Human, monster...nymph? Who is Scylla in the end?

Wonderful time for an identity crisis.