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[stonyfaced]

Characters: Zombie, Handmaiden and Stoneface
Date/Time: BACK DATEDJune 20th, afternoon
Location: Empty housing
Rating: PG-13 for mentions of death
Summary: Zombie's back in time for interrogation. Stoneface brings Handmaiden along.

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[fewterer]

That didn't take long.

He wasn't upset or angry at any of this, actually. Maybe he should have been, but instead he was confused. He kept asking himself why and how this was all happening. He couldn't remember the attack Black had described to him, and he couldn't even figure out a motif as to why he would do such a thing. He kept staring at his hands or looking down at the ground. Looking into the eyes of these people was harder than he thought. He was ashamed, but not in what most would assume. He was ashamed that he couldn't remember anything about what happened. He was ashamed that somehow everything he had done had led to this.

His neck was sore, and it hadn't hurt this much since he was first born into the Sphere. He didn't know why it hurt, but he had a feeling it was connected to this all. It was also probably bad, but he wanted to know where his guns were. Not that he'd ask, especially these guys, but maybe when shit settled he'd ask Eyepatch.

His body posture was literally pathetic in the seat. His limbs looked weak and loose, his head looked down to avoid eye contact, and the metal around his neck was not wrapped up like it usually was. He was hunched over, almost like he was submissive but insecure about this. He probably even looked paler than usual, but his name was Zombie after all.

When Stoneface spoke, he didn't look at him. He just stared off into some corner. "Does it really matter?" His voice sounded halfhearted, weak and dull with every sound.