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[NO NOT SADSACK TIME.
Camille approaches, hugging her middle and looking strung out. Between the lack of sleep and the leech attacks she'll not be winning any beauty contests this weekend.]
Hey. [She would be game to just stare in silence together, one more wild girl's night for the books. Instead her gaze draws to that wooden figure.
Then flicks to Aqua's, one brow raised.]
Camille approaches, hugging her middle and looking strung out. Between the lack of sleep and the leech attacks she'll not be winning any beauty contests this weekend.]
Hey. [She would be game to just stare in silence together, one more wild girl's night for the books. Instead her gaze draws to that wooden figure.
Then flicks to Aqua's, one brow raised.]
[Camille listens, attentive. The furrow between her brow is lightly perplexed but the tight line of her lip is heavily mortified.]
So, ten years. Ten years of being in a black abyss? [Her head shakes in horror.] How did you not lose your mind? What about your friend, did you get them out?
So, ten years. Ten years of being in a black abyss? [Her head shakes in horror.] How did you not lose your mind? What about your friend, did you get them out?
[ NOT THE LEECH ATTACKS... amy adams you will always be beautiful. ]
...From Boothill. He made me this Thursday.
[ probably record-time whittling but he's a literal machine man so it's fine!!!! ]
...I was right there with him. But I couldn't do anything to help him.
[ i'm sorry kabby the sadsacking never ends. ]
...From Boothill. He made me this Thursday.
[ probably record-time whittling but he's a literal machine man so it's fine!!!! ]
...I was right there with him. But I couldn't do anything to help him.
[ i'm sorry kabby the sadsacking never ends. ]
[;; bless you omoqua.]
...Right. He was a whittler, wasn't he?
[He'd lost his villainous edge when he'd made some stupid gloat about it in the fight. The little bird is so precious, almost too cute to come out of a man's hands. Maybe that's just her hometown perspective talking.
What really breaks her heart is the way Aqua folds, grappling for more burden than she should bear.]
Aqua... [Her hand comes to her shoulder, thumb rubbing the bared skin.] What could you have done? No one expected a thing. Not even at trial. How could anyone know?
...Right. He was a whittler, wasn't he?
[He'd lost his villainous edge when he'd made some stupid gloat about it in the fight. The little bird is so precious, almost too cute to come out of a man's hands. Maybe that's just her hometown perspective talking.
What really breaks her heart is the way Aqua folds, grappling for more burden than she should bear.]
Aqua... [Her hand comes to her shoulder, thumb rubbing the bared skin.] What could you have done? No one expected a thing. Not even at trial. How could anyone know?
My memories of my friends kept me going. But... I could feel my heart growing weak, while I was there.
I can't say I ever wanted to come here of all places, but in some ways I'm lucky I did.
[ she only thinks this because it's w0 monday ]
...I was able to save him from being trapped with me, but he's gone missing.
[ she takes a pause. that's enough kh for now. ]
But what about you? What happened to your sisters...?
I can't say I ever wanted to come here of all places, but in some ways I'm lucky I did.
[ she only thinks this because it's w0 monday ]
...I was able to save him from being trapped with me, but he's gone missing.
[ she takes a pause. that's enough kh for now. ]
But what about you? What happened to your sisters...?
[ HELP THIS IS THE FUNNIEST ROAST. ]
...I know. I'm sure I'm not the only one who feels this way.
[ reason doesn't push away the feelings of helplessness, but the gentle gesture is comforting. ]
I just... don't want to lose anyone else.
[ another shared sentiment, surely. ]
...I know. I'm sure I'm not the only one who feels this way.
[ reason doesn't push away the feelings of helplessness, but the gentle gesture is comforting. ]
I just... don't want to lose anyone else.
[ another shared sentiment, surely. ]
[It's beyond the scope of her imagination. The best she can equate it to is falling into a deep crevice, somewhere distant in the mountains. Leg stuck or broken, dead phone, not a soul nearby. Even that's not quite right. Maybe a captive in a dungeon, without even a guard to sneer at you as he drops off your daily slop.
It's horrifying. Thinking about the hours inching by, dripping into days and ghoulish years. Camille is very quiet.
She reaches out. Takes the other girl's hand, light and soft.]
I guess any escape is a good one at that point. [I'm sorry.] You're a stronger person than most, bearing through all that alone.
[And now it's her turn. Camille grimaces, eyes flitting down.]
...Well. One was killed. The other became a killer.
It's horrifying. Thinking about the hours inching by, dripping into days and ghoulish years. Camille is very quiet.
She reaches out. Takes the other girl's hand, light and soft.]
I guess any escape is a good one at that point. [I'm sorry.] You're a stronger person than most, bearing through all that alone.
[And now it's her turn. Camille grimaces, eyes flitting down.]
...Well. One was killed. The other became a killer.
I know. [She nods.] I know. It's not something that gets easier.
[Her throat is cinching up. Her scars beckon. Duplicitous. Babydoll. Vanish.
Camille swallows and finds the blue of Aqua's eyes again. Never was a woman more aptly named.]
You've got a right to feel what you feel. Fuck the rest of them.
[Her throat is cinching up. Her scars beckon. Duplicitous. Babydoll. Vanish.
Camille swallows and finds the blue of Aqua's eyes again. Never was a woman more aptly named.]
You've got a right to feel what you feel. Fuck the rest of them.
[ her smile is small but appreciative, and she wraps her hand around camille's.
her grip then tightens, as the following words evoke the feeling of ice creeping down her spine. her eyes widen slightly—despite having seen the words on her, the context is somehow worse than she could've imagined.
there's losing a loved one to accidents, to natural catastrophy... but this is different. malicious.
she's just quiet for a moment, letting the terrible weight of that sink in, and she brushes her thumb across the back of camille's hand. ]
...I'm so sorry.
Have you had to bear that alone, too?
her grip then tightens, as the following words evoke the feeling of ice creeping down her spine. her eyes widen slightly—despite having seen the words on her, the context is somehow worse than she could've imagined.
there's losing a loved one to accidents, to natural catastrophy... but this is different. malicious.
she's just quiet for a moment, letting the terrible weight of that sink in, and she brushes her thumb across the back of camille's hand. ]
...I'm so sorry.
Have you had to bear that alone, too?
[ studying her rulebook curiously, and then glancing over to camille. i don't know what would've compelled aqua to randomly check hers, or carry it around, but she IS a nerd so we can always use that as an excuse. ]
...Does yours say the same thing?
[ points to new rule that just popped out of nowhere. ]
...Does yours say the same thing?
[ points to new rule that just popped out of nowhere. ]
Yeah...
[Her brows are knit together, flipping through the pages.]
Well I'm not making another headstone, I'll tell you that.
[Her brows are knit together, flipping through the pages.]
Well I'm not making another headstone, I'll tell you that.
[i can't believe you'd do this to me.]
I'll be honest Aqua, I made the crosses with another kid. With how crowded the graves are getting I'm wondering if we shouldn't go in a different direction.
Why don't we pour one out for each one? Give a little eulogy while we're at it?
I'll be honest Aqua, I made the crosses with another kid. With how crowded the graves are getting I'm wondering if we shouldn't go in a different direction.
Why don't we pour one out for each one? Give a little eulogy while we're at it?
Not anymore.
[Camille squeezes back. Her eyes are still elsewhere, voice as distant as her stare.]
My editor Curry and his wife laid out the welcome mat for me. Moved in with them a year ago to get my act together, and they've been nothing but saints to me since.
[Camille squeezes back. Her eyes are still elsewhere, voice as distant as her stare.]
My editor Curry and his wife laid out the welcome mat for me. Moved in with them a year ago to get my act together, and they've been nothing but saints to me since.
That we do. Help me grab some?
[TIME WARP they are at the church with grape drink and solemn words at ready. Camille looks to the younger woman, nodding.]
If you want to go first? We can keep it short and sweet.
[TIME WARP they are at the church with grape drink and solemn words at ready. Camille looks to the younger woman, nodding.]
If you want to go first? We can keep it short and sweet.
[ TIME WARP! aqua nods. she can kick off this little ceremony... ]
Death was kind enough to lend us his aid while he could.
Aventurine was companionable, and I think many will miss his company.
Boothill... [ she pauses for just a moment. ] He was a good man. One of my first true friends here.
...May their hearts find peace, wherever they've gone to rest.
[ smashcut to the gy with nuut fighting and pulling on each others hair and then making out for affection week ]
Death was kind enough to lend us his aid while he could.
Aventurine was companionable, and I think many will miss his company.
Boothill... [ she pauses for just a moment. ] He was a good man. One of my first true friends here.
...May their hearts find peace, wherever they've gone to rest.
[ smashcut to the gy with nuut fighting and pulling on each others hair and then making out for affection week ]
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Not anymore.
[ she repeats, expression soft. she's glad there are people there for camille, though she has to wonder what other scars haven't been made apparent by the ink, yet.
and a year is not that long, but aqua genuinely hopes it's been kind to her, given all that she's lost. ]
...They're probably worried sick about you. You must miss them, too.
[ she repeats, expression soft. she's glad there are people there for camille, though she has to wonder what other scars haven't been made apparent by the ink, yet.
and a year is not that long, but aqua genuinely hopes it's been kind to her, given all that she's lost. ]
...They're probably worried sick about you. You must miss them, too.
[The theatre is empty. Who wants to visit a place where death hit twice?
It's a fact Camille is counting on as she runs her fingers over the broken planks of the stage. There — a sturdy splinter. Three inches long with an unforgiving point, sturdy base.
She pries it loose and scoots to the edge of the stage, breathing thin. She pulls her sleeve back and finds a word to trace. Just trace. It's fine to follow the lines. Worrisome.
She's dragging along the second R when the door opens.]
It's a fact Camille is counting on as she runs her fingers over the broken planks of the stage. There — a sturdy splinter. Three inches long with an unforgiving point, sturdy base.
She pries it loose and scoots to the edge of the stage, breathing thin. She pulls her sleeve back and finds a word to trace. Just trace. It's fine to follow the lines. Worrisome.
She's dragging along the second R when the door opens.]
[ aqua might've avoided the theatre, too, but... she this time she's actively looking for people. and she wonders, if someone might be hiding somewhere this unlikely. she wonders if that someone may need company, all the more for that reason.
so when she looks in to see camille by herself, it's easy to tell something's not quite right.
when she sees her carving into her own arm with a splinter— ]
Camille—!
[ she grabs her wrist, grip strong, pulling her hand and implement away before she can deal more damage. her gaze falls to the lines of blood leaking down the woman's arm, and her eyes widen. ]
You're hurt.
[ she's hurt herself. ]
so when she looks in to see camille by herself, it's easy to tell something's not quite right.
when she sees her carving into her own arm with a splinter— ]
Camille—!
[ she grabs her wrist, grip strong, pulling her hand and implement away before she can deal more damage. her gaze falls to the lines of blood leaking down the woman's arm, and her eyes widen. ]
You're hurt.
[ she's hurt herself. ]
Edited 2024-06-23 22:21 (UTC)
[She hadn't meant to break skin. Honest to god. Then the door swung open and she startled, slipped.
Easy as pie.
Camille's head is swimming in the first two seconds of the intervention. She can only boggle at the younger woman, stiffen in her grip. Then reality hits: the sweet sting, the running blood, the panic in Aqua's eyes. All smothered in a sodden swaddle of shame.]
I'm fine.
[Pull out. Get away, get far away. Camille fights to get loose, splinter soaking in sweat as she clamps it in her fist.]
Easy as pie.
Camille's head is swimming in the first two seconds of the intervention. She can only boggle at the younger woman, stiffen in her grip. Then reality hits: the sweet sting, the running blood, the panic in Aqua's eyes. All smothered in a sodden swaddle of shame.]
I'm fine.
[Pull out. Get away, get far away. Camille fights to get loose, splinter soaking in sweat as she clamps it in her fist.]
[ her grip stays strong. her voice doesn't raise at camille, but there's a distinct thrum of hardened emotion underneath it, something close to anger.
not at camille, but at the hopelessness of their situation—what she suspects has driven her friend to this. ]
No, you're not. This isn't fine
None of this is fine.
[ she'll use her other hand to try and pry the piece of wood from camille's grasp. ]
not at camille, but at the hopelessness of their situation—what she suspects has driven her friend to this. ]
No, you're not. This isn't fine
None of this is fine.
[ she'll use her other hand to try and pry the piece of wood from camille's grasp. ]
Aqua—
[Fuck. She's shaking. The other girl goes for her fist and she rips it back on instinct. She doesn't even want the damn thing anymore but she doesn't care to concede, can't bear to lose even this pitiful spat.]
Get the fuck off me, I mean it! Aqua!
[Fuck. She's shaking. The other girl goes for her fist and she rips it back on instinct. She doesn't even want the damn thing anymore but she doesn't care to concede, can't bear to lose even this pitiful spat.]
Get the fuck off me, I mean it! Aqua!
[ camille will have to lose this spat. aqua doesn't relent, and though there's something about her tone of voice that gives her pause, about the timbre of her voice and the way she shakes that's like a knife to the gut, she does what she must.
she wrestles the splinter away from her, tossing it away somewhere down towards the stage. ]
Camille... I'm sorry.
[ she can't do anything else for her. she doesn't even begin to understand what's churning in camille's mind. she just knows a fraction of her pain, and that she isn't alone.
not anymore.
she wraps her arms around her, loosely, letting her fight out of her embrace if she needs to. at least, she won't open any new wounds in the process. ]
she wrestles the splinter away from her, tossing it away somewhere down towards the stage. ]
Camille... I'm sorry.
[ she can't do anything else for her. she doesn't even begin to understand what's churning in camille's mind. she just knows a fraction of her pain, and that she isn't alone.
not anymore.
she wraps her arms around her, loosely, letting her fight out of her embrace if she needs to. at least, she won't open any new wounds in the process. ]
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