As she released the key, there was a TOING sound, as she felt her body snap to attention, a big smile plaster itself on her face, and her elbows bend ninety degrees. Her mind became a passenger in her own body, as it began mechanically walking around the dorm, ignoring her attempts to stop it. As her body walked, Pyrrha felt a sense of euphoria wash over her, and she began enjoying herself.
“Is this what it’s like to be a windup doll?” She asked herself inside her head. “Because I like this feeling!” Thanks to the key, she wasn’t Pyrrha Nikos, Champion, Huntress, and person weighed down by responsibilities. She was just a happy toy being played with.
After a minute, she felt her body slowing to a stop, before bending forward at the waist. As her eyes closed, she felt herself slowly regaining control over her body. She wanted to do that again! The question was whether she waited for someone to wind her up, or wind herself up.
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