Room 212, Monday [1/21]
Cassandra had woken up this morning and then spent about an hour staring blankly at the ceiling. Then she had spent thirty minutes or so trying to convince herself that it had been a dream. Then another half hour reminding herself that Fandom weirdness happened and that it didn't mean anything.
Because even if she had been herself, she hadn't been... herself, right?
It wasn't that she'd done anything bad or different. Sparring, talking to people (though she had seemed to talk more), but it's not like she'd done anything bad. It was remembering what she had thought that was bothering her.
Ever since she left her father, Cassandra had lived with a constant sense of guilt. She had taken a life. It had only grown worse when she had killed her mother a few months ago. But... the person she had been this weekend hadn't felt any guilt. None. What's more, she had killed more people. A lot more people.
It had never occurred to her that she might be without that sense of responsibility. It was a scary sort of thought. And an intriguing sort of thought. Could she find a way to lose the guilt? Did she really want to?
[ooc: This could have been on the roof, I suppose, but the door's open here too.]
Because even if she had been herself, she hadn't been... herself, right?
It wasn't that she'd done anything bad or different. Sparring, talking to people (though she had seemed to talk more), but it's not like she'd done anything bad. It was remembering what she had thought that was bothering her.
Ever since she left her father, Cassandra had lived with a constant sense of guilt. She had taken a life. It had only grown worse when she had killed her mother a few months ago. But... the person she had been this weekend hadn't felt any guilt. None. What's more, she had killed more people. A lot more people.
It had never occurred to her that she might be without that sense of responsibility. It was a scary sort of thought. And an intriguing sort of thought. Could she find a way to lose the guilt? Did she really want to?
[ooc: This could have been on the roof, I suppose, but the door's open here too.]