Camille Preaker ([personal profile] scrapdraught) wrote2024-06-08 12:38 pm
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[personal profile] scrapdraught 2024-06-15 03:05 am (UTC)(link)
[I'm still choked Daan couldn't discover his own body....]

I—

[Breaks off coughing. I'll be nice and say she's marginally dryer with a blanket but she is still very leeched and damp and smoke addled.]

Refectory. [Breaks off coughing.] With that Geto kid.
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[personal profile] recession 2024-06-15 03:14 am (UTC)(link)
[ THE THINGS WE COULD'VE HAD!!! ]

Just the two of you? [ Wow, roomy. ] Are you alright? Your voice...
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[personal profile] scrapdraught 2024-06-15 04:29 am (UTC)(link)
It'll pass. Just smoke.

[she waves it off. This is why you stay off cigarettes.]

Just us. That's it. What about you?
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[personal profile] recession 2024-06-15 05:28 am (UTC)(link)
[ He would love a cigarette so fucking bad right now actually!!! ]

Eleven of us... in the cabin.

Counting Mr. Aventurine.
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[personal profile] scrapdraught 2024-06-15 02:23 pm (UTC)(link)
[Bro same what kind of hell is this]

He was in there with you? [She gives him a look.] Was he acting any different?
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[personal profile] recession 2024-06-15 02:28 pm (UTC)(link)
No, he was more of less as usual... that I could tell...

We had a few drinks in quiet -- moved a barrel from the refectory to the cabin earlier in the week.

Made mild conversation to take our mind off of... well, being locked inside.

Then the next thing I knew, I was waking up and he was gone.
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