Asa Mitaka

[scrapdraught]

WAR

what is it good for

absolutely nothing

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WEEK 1: Sunday

[scrapdraught]

[Trashes our saturday]

Asa.

[Wherever she is (deservedly) lying down, Camille finds her eventually. She looks pale, sweat dotting her brow, but that's nothing. Second hand frights after a fight to the death.

There's so much to say and no way to say it. Camille swallows thickly, wishing she'd paid closer attention. To Erin, to Asa. Nona. She's losing people quicker than cash at a casino. It can't keep up like this.]

...I'm sorry. How are you...did the docs look at you?

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[hello, camille... at least one of your casino chips is still alive and unstabbed? asa looks over to her, a little sluggish and in pain, but thankfully conscious again.]

... Hey. [she nods.] Yeah. Daan took care of me after I fainted, I think.

[scrapdraught]

[holds it tight like the last coins she has to her name]

He's a good man. [Camille takes a seat next to the girl, fingers folding into each other, unable to school the fretful turn to her frown.] He'd be a better doctor with a reasonable facility, but hey. At least we have more plumbing now.

[Small mercies.]

...I'm glad you got out of there.

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For now. The overseers told Banner that the island might disappear any day now, so...

[enjoy the plumbing while it lasts!!

she shrugs.]

... I'm glad, too. But I know that if I didn't get out, one of you would've taken care of her.

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No kidding? We're losing our drug orchard?

[MAN.]

Asa... [Christ, what does she say to that?] Maybe, but I don't know. If only one of us can enter that barrier, it may be more ritualistic than running down a line of contenders.

Do you have any idea why it might have been you? Were you close with her, or...?

[Why pick Asa, out of a pool of battle-ready combatants? She made it out alive, but only just.]

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That's the thing you'll hate to lose the most?

[CAMILLE... she gives her a quick, judgmental look in that very bratty teen way, before she sighs and shakes her head.]

I... [a pause, as she seems to think about something.] No, I dunno. We weren't close. And besides, Cliffgate didn't know why she was chosen last week either.

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[And she'll get a raised brow in return.]

It's a nice perk.

[In lieu of other things.]

I don't know, she was pretty chummy with Boothill. Thought maybe you had a secret book club going with Erin. Some connection. Obviously that's out.

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Obviously... [a pause, as she thinks it over.] It's more likely there's not a reason at all. But if there is, it might just be whatever's the cruelest option at the time.