retrograde
05-13-2014, 10:36 AM
He was lost, confused. He didn't know that with time after his trauma, some of his older memories would return. For now, he was clueless- like a babe without its mother, a bastard child with no one to turn too. Sloshing about the muddy water, he couldn't focus on anything for long, in the light of his injury he felt agitated, prone to snapping about himself. When a voice spoke from behind him, he spun to face the speaker drunkenly, staggering about in the mud. It took a few seconds for her words to register. 'Father of her mothers children?' What could she mean? "What do you mean?" He questioned, and in the seconds that followed his mind apparently reset. "Who are you?" He barked, a growl leaving him. He was frustrated- incredibly so, but why? "Who am I?" His voice commanded. At her final inquiry, his ears flattened against his head, who had he made angry? Why couldn't he remember?! "God. I think I made God angry." He bit out, glaring up at the sky. "Can't remember." He grumbled, glaring about him. Another few moments who pass... "Who are you?" He would question again.