tabitha pryce is a cougar. (savaged) wrote in blurred_lines, @ 2009-03-09 19:22:00 |
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While her work with Marius had put Tabitha in a good mood, the public apology she still had to read was more than enough to dampen her mood again. At least it came in the wake of harassing Marlene, and she was sure that the girl would not be pleased to hear about how she was going to 'repent' for everything she's done, too. And so after getting Gaius to approve of the speech she had written, Tabitha now found herself standing in the Ministry of Magic, at the same podium Fenrir had given his own speech. She made herself up to look like every bit the scolded, kicked puppy, sad and regretful for all the terrible crimes she had committed. "I... I'm sorry for everything I've done. I felt scared when I was introduced to your world full of witches and wizards. I felt like I didn't have anyplace else to go. I couldn't go back to my own world, and this place didn't accept me either. I was so scared, and my husband," she paused, looking almost too upset to continue speaking, but after a moment she went on. "My husband was the only one who understood me. Our fear eventually turned into hate, and... and we took it out on everyone around us. We had no where to live, no friends... we had to steal food just to survive." Tabitha looked down at her paper, lips pressed together as she reached the next part of her speech. She had originally written about her experience with registration, and how they told her she couldn't have children anymore, but she decided to skip over that part. It was no one's business. She looked back out at the crowed, imagining killing every single one of them, because she cleared her throat and began to speak again, picking up her speech from after the section about the examination. "But Mr Dolohov and Mr Travers have been helping me since February. They've showed me that I can still be accepted and that hurting people is wrong. They've shared Fenrir's progress with me, showed me that I can be helped, too. That I don't have to carry on this destructive lifestyle forever. They helped me realise how wrong I've been and I owe them my thanks for all they've done. Just like Fenrir, I want to make up for all the pain I've caused others. I know I can never repay the people who have lost loved ones because of... because of my actions... and I know I've hurt so many, but I think that the programme at St Mungo's can help me, too. Through them I think I can become a better person. I don't want to hurt anyone anymore. I can't ask anyone to forgive me for what I've done -- just understand that I've realised the error of my ways, and I promise to stick with this programme until they consider me healed. I... thank you. That's... that's all." When she was finished speaking, Tabitha gathered up her paper, a mask of false sadness still on her face as she walked away from the podium, head hanging low in shame as she allowed herself to be escorted away. She supposed that wasn't too terrible. It was impossible to fake any tears, she found, but at least she had managed a convincing sad look, anyway. At least the hard part was over with. It would be much easier to lie over the journals where no one could see her face. |