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[They've got their clothes back! And they're in the void.
Anyway Camille stops in her tracks to observe all of Nomura's pride and joy.]
You aren't chilly?
[Or chaffing. It's not the most impractical costume she's seen here but it's far from regular.]
Anyway Camille stops in her tracks to observe all of Nomura's pride and joy.]
You aren't chilly?
[Or chaffing. It's not the most impractical costume she's seen here but it's far from regular.]
[ nomura: i struggled to design aqua's outfit
us: we can tell ]
...A little. I wasn't expecting to be.
[ what happens when you are NERFED and no longer have your anime temperature regulation rights... unfortunately though she thinks her outfit is very normal.
looking at the white robes in her hands (now stained), and smiling a little at camille ]
Not chilly enough to get back in this, though.
us: we can tell ]
...A little. I wasn't expecting to be.
[ what happens when you are NERFED and no longer have your anime temperature regulation rights... unfortunately though she thinks her outfit is very normal.
looking at the white robes in her hands (now stained), and smiling a little at camille ]
Not chilly enough to get back in this, though.
[Honestly same girl. Her own are in a bunch under one arm, and the hem alone is beyond saving.]
Maybe we can find a good needle and thread, turn them into something more fashionable for later.
Were you... [Tilting her head, weighing the options.] A dancer, or...on your way to a party?
Maybe we can find a good needle and thread, turn them into something more fashionable for later.
Were you... [Tilting her head, weighing the options.] A dancer, or...on your way to a party?
[ a smile ] I'd like that. I wouldn't mind a change of clothes, but these [ the robes ] aren't so easy to move in as is.
[ HELP ME!!!!!! AT LEAST AQUA is used to her clothes being called weird in canon (even if, again, she doesn't personally think there is anything strange about them... just cultural differences, etc...) ]
...Neither. Though, a party is a nice thought. [ she is imagining a family-friendly d*sney affair... anyway! looking at camille, ]
I... would take a guess myself, but I'm afraid I'm really out of ideas.
[ SHE HASN'T BEEN TO A NORMIE WORLD ]
[ HELP ME!!!!!! AT LEAST AQUA is used to her clothes being called weird in canon (even if, again, she doesn't personally think there is anything strange about them... just cultural differences, etc...) ]
...Neither. Though, a party is a nice thought. [ she is imagining a family-friendly d*sney affair... anyway! looking at camille, ]
I... would take a guess myself, but I'm afraid I'm really out of ideas.
[ SHE HASN'T BEEN TO A NORMIE WORLD ]
Definitely not.
[After a full day in them Camille can safely assert that she is not a robe girl. Alas.
She snorts, smiling at the wild guess. Gently she waves it off.]
Don't worry, I don't dress up much for work. I'm a reporter. I write for a newspaper. [And after a beat:] Uh — at the risk of sounding rude or stupid, they got anything like that where you're from?
[After a full day in them Camille can safely assert that she is not a robe girl. Alas.
She snorts, smiling at the wild guess. Gently she waves it off.]
Don't worry, I don't dress up much for work. I'm a reporter. I write for a newspaper. [And after a beat:] Uh — at the risk of sounding rude or stupid, they got anything like that where you're from?
[ me doing the kingdom hearts meta deep dive to try and figure out if they have reporters and newspapers. IN ONE OF THE WORLDS SURELY. ]
Not at all. [ if anything aqua is the one who sounds dumb between the two. ] I've heard of them, but... I grew up in a very remote location. There weren't nearly enough people to report on.
...Work didn't bring you here, did it?
[ spoken like a question, though it's more an observation. ]
Not at all. [ if anything aqua is the one who sounds dumb between the two. ] I've heard of them, but... I grew up in a very remote location. There weren't nearly enough people to report on.
...Work didn't bring you here, did it?
[ spoken like a question, though it's more an observation. ]
Really? How many?
[She doesn't look like a country bumpkin.]
Ah, no. This is way outside my beat. I'm from Chicago. Does that ring a bell for you?
[Probably not, but anyway.]
How about you? What do you do?
[She doesn't look like a country bumpkin.]
Ah, no. This is way outside my beat. I'm from Chicago. Does that ring a bell for you?
[Probably not, but anyway.]
How about you? What do you do?
My master, and my two best friends—my training mates.
[ that's really it. it's more like a monastery, though her outfit is not reflective of her upbringing at all...
she shakes her head. ]
I'm not familiar.
...I'm a traveler of sorts. It's my duty to help those in need.
[ VAGUELY BROAD BUT. YEAH! she's not a secretive person but there are some things she's not supposed to discuss. ]
[ that's really it. it's more like a monastery, though her outfit is not reflective of her upbringing at all...
she shakes her head. ]
I'm not familiar.
...I'm a traveler of sorts. It's my duty to help those in need.
[ VAGUELY BROAD BUT. YEAH! she's not a secretive person but there are some things she's not supposed to discuss. ]
[Stares.]
Are you serious?
[Four people? Alone? Jesus, and she thought her hometown was a podunk wasteland.]
So, kind of like a wandering monk? Or more just taking up oddjobs wherever, or...?
Are you serious?
[Four people? Alone? Jesus, and she thought her hometown was a podunk wasteland.]
So, kind of like a wandering monk? Or more just taking up oddjobs wherever, or...?
[ thinks about all the fetch quests and escort missions bbs puts her through................. ]
...A bit of both. Though it's admittedly been awhile since I've gone anywhere new.
[ unsure she knows what a monk is but she can probably guess by context. WHATEVER. ]
Do you travel far as a reporter? [ doesn't know what, where, or how large the united states of america is, either....... ]
...A bit of both. Though it's admittedly been awhile since I've gone anywhere new.
[ unsure she knows what a monk is but she can probably guess by context. WHATEVER. ]
Do you travel far as a reporter? [ doesn't know what, where, or how large the united states of america is, either....... ]
[NOT THE FETCH QUESTS]
Not really. I'm on the local beat. On the rare occasion I follow a lead out of town, but never too far.
Comparing profiles here, I'm afraid I don't have a very exciting life.
Not really. I'm on the local beat. On the rare occasion I follow a lead out of town, but never too far.
Comparing profiles here, I'm afraid I don't have a very exciting life.
[ wherever they are, ink covers aqua's arm like dark stains through her white sleeves. there are quite a few words woven together, and it may be difficult to make it out all at once: Have the uncountable hours in the shadows whittled away the courage I never really had?
she places a hand over some of the words, but they bleed elsewhere. she sighs. ]
...Hello, Camille.
she places a hand over some of the words, but they bleed elsewhere. she sighs. ]
...Hello, Camille.
Hey Aqua. [Girls named after colors and flowers have to stick together.
Camille is having a struggle herself, but she's out in between bursts of words. Feeling lucky.
Though she isn't, as the ink scrawls over her collar once she's within four feet of the girl. you couldn't save either sister
And just because there's no point hiding it:]
Lord. It's trying to punch out a whole novel on you, huh?
Camille is having a struggle herself, but she's out in between bursts of words. Feeling lucky.
Though she isn't, as the ink scrawls over her collar once she's within four feet of the girl. you couldn't save either sister
And just because there's no point hiding it:]
Lord. It's trying to punch out a whole novel on you, huh?
[ it's honestly a hot mess, and this is by far the most words that have ever sprouted at once... ]
...It's been persistent. And unfortunately, pretty successful.
[ she sighs. ...there's always the slight uncertainty between tiptoeing around people's secrets, and wanting to offer comfort where it might be needed. aqua doesn't know which is the case with camille, but even moreso, she's not sure if camille can even see what's been stamped on her. ]
...I'm sorry. Do you... want to know what's being shown?
[ she gestures to her own collar. ]
...It's been persistent. And unfortunately, pretty successful.
[ she sighs. ...there's always the slight uncertainty between tiptoeing around people's secrets, and wanting to offer comfort where it might be needed. aqua doesn't know which is the case with camille, but even moreso, she's not sure if camille can even see what's been stamped on her. ]
...I'm sorry. Do you... want to know what's being shown?
[ she gestures to her own collar. ]
Huh? Oh— [Shit. Camille grimaces and nods.] Yeah, sure, let's get it over with. What's it say?
[It's enough to make her scars hum anew. Summoned by familiar songs. Camille takes a breath, eyes cast away.
Give her a moment. Clear up her throat a bit.]
At least that one's self-explanatory.
Give her a moment. Clear up her throat a bit.]
At least that one's self-explanatory.
[ she's quiet, giving camille what space she needs. but the concern is clear on her face, and she reaches out to place a light hand on her shoulder. perhaps inadvisable, but sometimes instincts take precedence of consideration. ]
...Would you like to talk about it? It's all right if you'd rather not.
...Would you like to talk about it? It's all right if you'd rather not.
Mm. [Camille doesn't turn into the touch. Doesn't turn away from it either. She's not sure if her theory about talking it out erasing the words is real or coincidental. This one needs to get gone quick.
At the mercy of strangers, once again. She turns her head, catching eyes.]
I am if you are.
At the mercy of strangers, once again. She turns her head, catching eyes.]
I am if you are.
[ she nods. she knows it's not really her business, but... she also knows how lonely and self-defeating it can be to sit with the very worst of your thoughts.
sometimes it just helps to air them, rather than let them be indefinitely tangled in your heart. ]
Sure, I don't mind. Let's find somewhere to sit?
[ the refectory, perhaps. ]
sometimes it just helps to air them, rather than let them be indefinitely tangled in your heart. ]
Sure, I don't mind. Let's find somewhere to sit?
[ the refectory, perhaps. ]
Works for me.
[Refectory it is. They grab a small bite and a pair of seats, finding a blissfully vacant mess hall for their clandestine use. Camille settles with elbows on the table and her hair fanned over her back, eyes on Aqua.]
I have to confess, I can't make heads or tails of yours.
[Refectory it is. They grab a small bite and a pair of seats, finding a blissfully vacant mess hall for their clandestine use. Camille settles with elbows on the table and her hair fanned over her back, eyes on Aqua.]
I have to confess, I can't make heads or tails of yours.
I don't blame you. It looks like a mess.
[ she smiles somewhat wryly. there are so many words, my god. i chose this. and they're still all interwoven together, ugly like a bruise. ]
...Before I arrived here, I was trapped in a dark place. Time didn't pass there, and it was like walking through an endless dream I couldn't wake from.
[ nightmare, more like. ]
[ she smiles somewhat wryly. there are so many words, my god. i chose this. and they're still all interwoven together, ugly like a bruise. ]
...Before I arrived here, I was trapped in a dark place. Time didn't pass there, and it was like walking through an endless dream I couldn't wake from.
[ nightmare, more like. ]
A dark place?
[Brilliant journalism at work, repeating exact phrasing. Camille runs her mind back over memorized scraps of her profile. There were just vague allusions to fantasy. Some stuff about locks and keys. She liked a raspberry ice cream flavour, or at least she thinks. Nothing illuminating.]
Some form of the afterlife, or were you put there by some kind of force?
[Brilliant journalism at work, repeating exact phrasing. Camille runs her mind back over memorized scraps of her profile. There were just vague allusions to fantasy. Some stuff about locks and keys. She liked a raspberry ice cream flavour, or at least she thinks. Nothing illuminating.]
Some form of the afterlife, or were you put there by some kind of force?
Edited 2024-06-16 15:31 (UTC)
Something like that. [ the afterlife. hell. ]
I fell into the Realm of Darkness to save my friend. I've been stuck there ever since... Until I made it here.
[ also sorry this is retconning timelines a bit because she technically told camille this during the mini event, but ]
When I mentioned I was older than I looked, that's what I meant.
I fell into the Realm of Darkness to save my friend. I've been stuck there ever since... Until I made it here.
[ also sorry this is retconning timelines a bit because she technically told camille this during the mini event, but ]
When I mentioned I was older than I looked, that's what I meant.
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