[open commentlog | backdated to day 4 of her amnesia]

[70ftandcounting]

[Fragments of thoughts shift inside of Rapunzel’s mind, and wispy pieces of memory slip away whenever she tried to grasp it. Uncertain as to who she truly is and just what she’s doing here, she’s been wandering the Keep in a listless daze, only eating and drinking when her body reminds her that she is hungry and thirsty, because eating is not something that she remembers to do.
 
She wanders even now, hands loose at her sides and hazel eyes blank and distant while dirty, bare feet take her on an aimless path. Her hair, seventy feet long once more, trails behind her and catches dust and other bits of debris as she walks. The dress she wears is torn and covered in blood, though just who’s it is is questionable. In her hand, she holds a torch that has long been burned out.
 
Approach?]

((ooc: so Rapunzel died. Oops. Feel free to run into her.))

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A castle!

[She sounds briefly excited about this, then deflates.]

Mother will be looking for me.

[abstinentzombie]

[Oookay, well, that's something.]

Your mother isn't here. I want you to come with me so I can get you somewhere safe.

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[Well that sounds like someone trying to kidnap her if she ever heard it.]

...No, I think I'm alright. Thank you, though.

[Backing...away...slowly...]

[abstinentzombie]

[Kloe isn't very good at this.

She doesn't want Rapunzel to run off (because then she'd need to chase her down, which would make everything worse), but Kloe makes no move to get closer. Because if anything that'd freak her out more.

Augh.]

Are you hungry? When was the last time you ate?

[Um um.]

And you need a new dress. Yours has blood on it.

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I --

[Frown.]

I don't remember.

[As if on cue, her stomach rumbles. Loudly.]

No I like this dress. I made it.

[abstinentzombie]

[Bingo.]

Alright. Fine. We'll wash it and I'll find you something to eat. How does that sound?

[70ftandcounting]

[Not convinced...]

....I guess...that sounds all right.

[abstinentzombie]

We can go to your room, if you want. ...If you remember where that is.

[She has no idea how much Rapunzel remembers or not, but it doesn't seem like it's much.]

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[Shaking her head.]

I ... I don't know. I don't remember.

[abstinentzombie]

Right.

[Fantastic. Where has she been sleeping, a ditch?]

Come on, I'll show you where it is.

[70ftandcounting]

[Probably.]

...You know where my room is?

[Trailing after her.]

[abstinentzombie]

Yeah, I've been there plenty of times. You've been here a while.

[70ftandcounting]

[...brb stopping.]

What?

[SOMEONE ELSE SAID THAT EARLIER WHO WAS IT...]

[abstinentzombie]

You've been here for months, but you had an accident and can't remember.

[No sense in telling her she died and freak her out.]

[70ftandcounting]

[Staring.]

That's...that's impossible.

[abstinentzombie]

Yeah, I thought so too at first.

[Starin' right back.]

[70ftandcounting]

[Inching away from the crazy lady now.]

I -- I don't believe you.

[abstinentzombie]

I can tell.

[SIGH.]

I'm not going to force you anywhere. But right now you could put yourself in danger. This place is insane. It doesn't even have a sun.

[70ftandcounting]

...No sun?

[Rapunzel stares.]

I don't understand...

[abstinentzombie]

[Oh sweet the distraction worked.

That distraction always works.]

Yes, no sun. It's sunny outside, but there isn't a sun in the sky. You know, magical bullshit.