god i have been useless the past two days, REACHES FOR MY PRECIOUS ASH
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scrapdraught
2024-07-17 04:07 am (UTC)(link)
I feel like it's lashing out. Everyone's hitting their limit.
[Mother we crave chaos :c
Anyway it is no surprise that her emotion share is just. Grim. Bleak, low, grieving and self-loathing. Numbness. And yet Camille is here, flipping through the racks with a pensive look.
There's a thread of warmth in it all. Zigzagging under the muck and ruin is a fond streak, and it's tugged her to this very spot.]
I'm sorry I didn't realize you were the dog. I was never much for animals, and then Asa got hit with...well. Felt like that needed some immediate attention.
...You were pretty cute, though.
[Mother we crave chaos :c
Anyway it is no surprise that her emotion share is just. Grim. Bleak, low, grieving and self-loathing. Numbness. And yet Camille is here, flipping through the racks with a pensive look.
There's a thread of warmth in it all. Zigzagging under the muck and ruin is a fond streak, and it's tugged her to this very spot.]
I'm sorry I didn't realize you were the dog. I was never much for animals, and then Asa got hit with...well. Felt like that needed some immediate attention.
...You were pretty cute, though.
Why? Would you rather be an ugly dog?
[Pulling out a shirt and holding it up to Ash. They are going to be so fifties.]
Can't say as this place is with the times, but it's not worst selection.
[Pulling out a shirt and holding it up to Ash. They are going to be so fifties.]
Can't say as this place is with the times, but it's not worst selection.
More of a costume than clothing, yeah.
[Puts it back. Pulls out something more subdued, passable by modern standards and holds it up for inspection.]
We could try to find whatever's reasonable, or just try on something silly for fun.
[Puts it back. Pulls out something more subdued, passable by modern standards and holds it up for inspection.]
We could try to find whatever's reasonable, or just try on something silly for fun.
[help the way she was also just trying to engage Ashlyn]
Only if you're up for it.
I know what a drag clothes shopping can be.
[Depending on the company too. Her mother always made it hell.]
Only if you're up for it.
I know what a drag clothes shopping can be.
[Depending on the company too. Her mother always made it hell.]
I never went with anyone much fun.
[She now believes Ashlyn wants to do this. This is how we trick them into fun Cola, it's the world's most pathetic gift of the magi.]
Here, I've got mine.
[She'll head into the changeroom and come out in something like this. She looks a little bashful, keeps pulling at the sleeves.]
[She now believes Ashlyn wants to do this. This is how we trick them into fun Cola, it's the world's most pathetic gift of the magi.]
Here, I've got mine.
[She'll head into the changeroom and come out in something like this. She looks a little bashful, keeps pulling at the sleeves.]
[And lo, here comes Camille. I'm terribly sorry but there is a stringent scent to her breath, but you can probably guess what the problem is.
She looks at the posters in silence. Swallows. Looks back at the veil, a tear rolling out of her eye.]
...It didn't work.
She looks at the posters in silence. Swallows. Looks back at the veil, a tear rolling out of her eye.]
...It didn't work.
[She looks to her, that wretched feeling only roiling harder.]
We tried, Ash. We didn't want...we had to try. For Kate. To hold her back.
We tried, Ash. We didn't want...we had to try. For Kate. To hold her back.
[Don't worry Camille and friends did too.]
...Guess we missed the mark again.
[She puts a hand on her shoulder but half turns away. Swallows. Almost says something.
Then forgoes the whole thing. She pulls her into a hug instead.]
...Guess we missed the mark again.
[She puts a hand on her shoulder but half turns away. Swallows. Almost says something.
Then forgoes the whole thing. She pulls her into a hug instead.]
[There's a low laugh. It doesn't totally break up the sob. God, she feels like such a child sometimes. Even in the company of them. No handle on fucking anything.]
You don't have to do that, Ash. Not for me. I'm just...fuck.
[She'll pull out, wiping the tears out of her remaining eye. I regret to inform you that tears are made in the eyelids so her sexy eyepatch is just now sprouting a leak.]
It shouldn't have to be her.
You don't have to do that, Ash. Not for me. I'm just...fuck.
[She'll pull out, wiping the tears out of her remaining eye. I regret to inform you that tears are made in the eyelids so her sexy eyepatch is just now sprouting a leak.]
It shouldn't have to be her.
[ aaaah. ash is immediately just worrying about how now she'll want to change that bandage... ]
There are other cases to solve. There'll be other people to vote for.
[ she knows that doesn't... fully fix the problem. but it means maybe they could find a nicer way for kate to go than the sunday rituals. ]
There are other cases to solve. There'll be other people to vote for.
[ she knows that doesn't... fully fix the problem. but it means maybe they could find a nicer way for kate to go than the sunday rituals. ]
I'm not letting it go to a vote.
[Whether personally or otherwise. And she's not the only one.]
[Whether personally or otherwise. And she's not the only one.]
[girl what a mood.
Camille will find her. She's in a sulk herself, and shamefully has a bottle of whisky slung in one hand. When she spots Ashlyn she has half a mind to drop it. Where? Who knows. No convenient bush or barrels.
In the end she just pulls up beside her anyway. Sets the bottle on the opposite side, letting her head clunk against the wood.]
Said we'd talk, didn't I?
Camille will find her. She's in a sulk herself, and shamefully has a bottle of whisky slung in one hand. When she spots Ashlyn she has half a mind to drop it. Where? Who knows. No convenient bush or barrels.
In the end she just pulls up beside her anyway. Sets the bottle on the opposite side, letting her head clunk against the wood.]
Said we'd talk, didn't I?
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