((Welcome to the bar, Scinlao! Nice name
Make sure to go over the basic rules in the first post on page 1, and we hope you enjoy it! Unfortunately yeah, all of my characters are currently outside the bar, but maybe you'll get to meet them eventually
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Myitt burrows through Tamora's skull and makes contact with her mind, automatically hit with a barrage of memories.
Painful memories, many of them, as Terenia's had been.
She says nothing for a few long moments, making her way deeper into Tamora's head.
It takes a few moments for her to fully connect, and she peruses the last few minutes, seeing herself through Tamora's memories and mentally wincing at what had occurred. Tamora's possessiveness, yes, that was clear. What was also clear was how close Myitt had come to having her life extinguished.
She still says nothing to Tamora, staring for a long time, unseeing, at the metal floor.
Then she looks up and walks over to Tara, ignoring Mar almost entirely.
Myitt kneels her new body down and undoes the binds around Tara's hands and feet.
"Myitt?" Tara wonders, rubbing her wrists and hastily wiping her eyes. "Oh, Myitt, man, I thought...I thought you...does she really think that she can--"
Myitt grins with Tamora's mouth and draws her human friend into a hug.
"No," says Myitt with Tamora's voice, patting Tara's back. "I don't belong to anyone. You should know that." She draws back and looks at Tara. So strange, looking at the person she had inhabited every day for the last eight years from another body. Not a mirror.
Tara keeps wiping her eyes. "Then come back, already," she insists. "She can't do anything to stop you. God, I need a tissue." She irritably wipes her nose on the inside of her shirt collar.