[ sadsack time... again... she's just standing near the pyre, staring into the flame. she has a small wooden bird in her hands. (no, she's not going to throw it in.) ]
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.
[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?
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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.]
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...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. ]
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...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?
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...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. ]
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[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.