Tiamaris froze as soon as it started. Though he had been so stiff it was nearly impossible to tell. He tried to remind himself that this was just a simulation, that these people weren't real, that he wouldn't kill anyone....
Except other people did come in with him and... even if he didn't kill anyone because they were fake, the fact that the others would see what would have happened... They would try to kill him. They would be right to.
His eyes shot to a dark red. Fast. His breathing picked up slightly. He was out of his gourd terrified, and it came along with the anger, as it always did. Anger at himself that he was right to be afraid, that he was a monster. Anger that they - well, maybe not Alric - would try to kill him; he was angry at them for it, and angry at himself that he'd make it necessary. He was going to betray all the trust anyone had put into him because he had no control. He was angry... that he was about to prove his father right.
I am so sorry about him!!!!
Except other people did come in with him and... even if he didn't kill anyone because they were fake, the fact that the others would see what would have happened... They would try to kill him. They would be right to.
His eyes shot to a dark red. Fast. His breathing picked up slightly. He was out of his gourd terrified, and it came along with the anger, as it always did. Anger at himself that he was right to be afraid, that he was a monster. Anger that they - well, maybe not Alric - would try to kill him; he was angry at them for it, and angry at himself that he'd make it necessary. He was going to betray all the trust anyone had put into him because he had no control. He was angry... that he was about to prove his father right.