[Commentlog] Twelve Hours In (Open)

[allthesame2me]

[It's been twelve hours of slipping in and out of consciousness, his back alternating between numb and burning at regular intervals. He's blacked out a few times, but the searing at his wrists and neck would bring him 'round rather quickly

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[allthesame2me]

[Alex frowns slightly, wondering who could have said that to Anders. He'd certainly never referred to himself as a Mage before and certainly didn't consider himself one.

However, Anders next question catches him off guard and he jerks his head up in surprise to try to look at the man. He ignores the fresh burn just beneath his hairline and his brows knot, stomach tightening in a mixture of shock and anger.]

Of course I'm not proud of myself! These were my friends! I wouldn't even take pleasure in doin this to someone I hated! If I felt that way, I would deserve far more than lashes and time in the stocks.

[He's not sure whether to feel insulted or just sick at the idea. Certainly there were those out there that did take this sort of pleasure from killing or maiming, but he wasn't one of them. His voice is soft when he continues, looking away from Anders.]

If I could control my shifting on the full moon, his would never have happened. It would never happen at all! I take no pleasure in harming others; least of all innocents that are in the wrong place at the wrong time. I would have just found someplace to hole up for the evening .. or not have shifted at all.

[3wayforjustice]

[He's silent for a while, letting that answer wash over him. Eventually, he makes his decision, and gets to his feet. Clothing rustles. The coat, covered in feathers, slides off his shoulders, onto the trapped man's.]

[If he couldn't control himself, there was no need for this. There was reason to help. Not harm.]

Then this was just as much a mockery of justice as he'd said it was.