[new week, new locations. today, camille can find asa in roth, sitting among the sea of stars. she pulls her gaze away from the lights to look at her. hi.]
... Everything's in ruins, but it's still weirdly pretty.
[She comes up slow, hugging her middle as usual. Mesmerized by the stars herself.]
Broken doesn't have to mean busted. People pay good money to see ruins all the time.
[She comes to a stop at a few yards out. She doesn't want to intrude. Can't know where or when her company will be welcome anymore. Even if she's getting warmer welcomes than John Keene had once he'd wiggled up the list of local suspects.
People here are way too lenient. Must be a side effect of all their extraordinary lives.]
I can find another stargazing spot, if you wanted peace and quiet.
week three, monday.
... Everything's in ruins, but it's still weirdly pretty.
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Broken doesn't have to mean busted. People pay good money to see ruins all the time.
[She comes to a stop at a few yards out. She doesn't want to intrude. Can't know where or when her company will be welcome anymore. Even if she's getting warmer welcomes than John Keene had once he'd wiggled up the list of local suspects.
People here are way too lenient. Must be a side effect of all their extraordinary lives.]
I can find another stargazing spot, if you wanted peace and quiet.
no subject
[we're about to get some fucked up execution in the ruins, aren't we? asa shakes her head.]
It's fine. You don't have to go.