The Psychopath is [ IN ]

[worser_angel]

[it's a fine November afternoon, and outside the hospital there's an attractive redhead who seems to have set up shop. She's seated behind a table with another chair in front of it, just waiting for someone to sit down for a chat. The placard on the table reads 'Dominique Destine - M.R.C.', and there's a big box on the table that says 'Grievances

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[clericchronicle]

...Guess.

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[worser_angel]

...Might it be a lack of proper food for hedgehogs in this establishment?

[clericchronicle]

It is a little too cold for a lot of bugs-which I'm glad about by the way. Vegetarian. But not quite.

[worser_angel]

Then what?

[clericchronicle]

This. One day you're happily taking for granted the ability to reach for things on shelves, and then the next you can probably fit into someone's shoe. Unfortunately I'm not a hedgehog.

[worser_angel]

What are you, then?

[clericchronicle]

Normal! A human!

[worser_angel]

What's so normal about being a human?

[clericchronicle]

Well, uh. I'm just normally a human!

[worser_angel]

I see. How did you come to be this way? I assume sorcery was involved.

[clericchronicle]

[waddles up to plop himself over paper like a paperweight]

My lucky day? Someone didn't like me? I don't know, I think I ate something that did it.

[worser_angel]

How long have you been this way? Are you adjusting well?

[clericchronicle]

Almost a week! I don't know about adjusting, I just have to get through this until I turn back. I miss being able to open jars.

[worser_angel]

What about its advantages? Are there things you can do now that you couldn't before?

[clericchronicle]

I can... roll into a ball and, uh...

[I don't suppose looking up skirts accidentally is a valid answer.]

[worser_angel]

Not to worry. Being human is overrated, I think.