[ Whoaaaa except he is having the worst fucking time of his life, it's a miracle he even got here at all because he borderline actually just collapses the moment he gets what could even be considered close enough.
[At at last flips again. Camille's legs fail to hold the crouch, jellied as they are. She lands hard on her palms, shaking. Pale. Looking at Daan, mortified.]
Of course you didn't. Not a single person so far has.
[ And that's what fucking sucks about it. Not a single one of you assholes are actually bad people, murderers. And it feels wretched to do this, to stand here on some supposed 'righteous' side and look at the animal in the pyre's cage.
He grimaces minutely, throbbing pain shooting across his entire body as his fingers dig into the dirt to help keep himself upright. ]
[It's very true. It doesn't help her now. The culmination of a fear that's festered ever since she found out the truth of her family. Her mother was a killer. Her little sister was a killer.
And now she is too.]
...No. [Camille opens her mouth to continue and feels her blood boil. She shudders, wilting, clutching at her arms.] I can't say who helped.
[ ...God damn it. God damn it, shit, fuck, fuck. This is probably the worst one yet for the sheer amount of remorse -- he's never been good at this sort of thing, even if the murderer was actually unremorseful about it. The despair clinging onto the air around Camille is abjectly worse and he feels all the more awful for it. ]
...What happened happened. You know the drill, you... can't control it.
[And she has that in spades. Until now it's been turned inwards. Did she really need a push from a monster to turn it outside, or was the notion sitting in her all along?
She remembers Amma getting sick one night in Chicago, not long before she killed Lily. How she'd given her the painkiller, helped her into the tub. Wondering if she'd liked taking care of her too much, the spark of endorphins born from something sicker than familial love.
Her eyes rake over Daan. He's in a shit state himself. Her hand comes to the barrier, holding there, over where his heart sits pumping in his chest. Against all odds, it's still going.]
[ This cr could be the toxic yuri they wished upon you and Karlach instead and yet here you are, I'm so ready to watch you just explode suddenly post-execution. ]
...
Aqua went a little crazy. Took Cloud's buster sword and swung it -- stepped in and got cut.
Alfyn dragged me into the swamp but the pay-off is. Bad.
[ His injury, despite being healed, hurts way worse than it would've ever. ]
[LOOK....DAAN COULD BE A MALE LESBIAN TOO IF HE WANTS]
...Christ. [She gasps. She had been losing it herself at the end there, unable to keep the filter between her thoughts and the people whose faces took her place. It really is hard not to believe you're them. The power she's able to wield on other people bounced back on herself.
It means she's missing pieces. Like this. She could have lost Daan too and not even known it.]
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Anyway Daan's legs move of their own accord, stomp stomp stompity-stomping towards the barrier! what awaits him there, whoa....]
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He needs a moment he is actually in delirium. ]
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Hey. You okay over there?
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He legitimately looks like he's about to pass out, but he sits there in the dirt, staring past into the pyre. ]
What the hell are you doing.
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...Whatever I want?
[moves forward and kitty sits, tail-twitching.]
You don't look so good. Maybe you need to be lying down or something.
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[ He's still in a heap on the floor. It's just defiance at this point. ]
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Voted...
[At at last flips again. Camille's legs fail to hold the crouch, jellied as they are. She lands hard on her palms, shaking. Pale. Looking at Daan, mortified.]
Daan...
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[ He says, dully in response to her and her changing faces. ]
Didn't think I'd see you on this side of the pyre.
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Camille sits back, trembling, head turned. Her hair makes a curtain between them.]
I don't...I didn't...I didn't want to.
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[ And that's what fucking sucks about it. Not a single one of you assholes are actually bad people, murderers. And it feels wretched to do this, to stand here on some supposed 'righteous' side and look at the animal in the pyre's cage.
He grimaces minutely, throbbing pain shooting across his entire body as his fingers dig into the dirt to help keep himself upright. ]
...Who was it? Did you work alone?
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And now she is too.]
...No. [Camille opens her mouth to continue and feels her blood boil. She shudders, wilting, clutching at her arms.] I can't say who helped.
We killed Cloud. Oh god, we really killed him...
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...What happened happened. You know the drill, you... can't control it.
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So it'll be like this. I'll keep being like this.
I'm no different from Amma. Or my mother. Not like this...
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You know that's not true. A changeling didn't need to exist to make them do what they did.
[ The teeth were in the goddamn floor. ]
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[And she has that in spades. Until now it's been turned inwards. Did she really need a push from a monster to turn it outside, or was the notion sitting in her all along?
She remembers Amma getting sick one night in Chicago, not long before she killed Lily. How she'd given her the painkiller, helped her into the tub. Wondering if she'd liked taking care of her too much, the spark of endorphins born from something sicker than familial love.
Her eyes rake over Daan. He's in a shit state himself. Her hand comes to the barrier, holding there, over where his heart sits pumping in his chest. Against all odds, it's still going.]
What happened to you?
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...
Aqua went a little crazy. Took Cloud's buster sword and swung it -- stepped in and got cut.
Alfyn dragged me into the swamp but the pay-off is. Bad.
[ His injury, despite being healed, hurts way worse than it would've ever. ]
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...Christ. [She gasps. She had been losing it herself at the end there, unable to keep the filter between her thoughts and the people whose faces took her place. It really is hard not to believe you're them. The power she's able to wield on other people bounced back on herself.
It means she's missing pieces. Like this. She could have lost Daan too and not even known it.]
What's the payoff? Are you going to be all right?
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Hurts just about twice as bad as it probably would've normally.
[ He gets out through gritted teeth, but this isn't fucking important right now. ]
Why are you in the pyre circle. You weren't the most voted.
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Seriously? [She cocks her head.] Then what's the point of going to get fixed up at all?
[They'd talked some at the trial about bullshit side effects. She's pretty sure this is the worst yet.]
...I don't know. Doesn't seem fair, keeping you guys from meting out justice.
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[ Sorry for the sass everything just happens so much. ]
Justice died a long time ago. Whatever we've been doing here, it's definitely not it.