Asa Mitaka

[scrapdraught]

WAR

what is it good for

absolutely nothing

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[that's so valid.

asa is quiet for a moment, visibly drained, and then she sighs.]

Neither did I. But it's always going to be whoever you expect the least, isn't it? [...] I'm really sorry about Daan.

[scrapdraught]

...Me too.

[It keeps flashing in front of her. The red spray. The look on his face.

The mask before. Camille shivers.]

I'd...heard that thing in his head, earlier. We had a blowout actually. I pushed him too hard about it.

Should've known then, really. He was already on the way out.

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[...]

I thought he was acting weird this week. But... I assumed it was because of everything else that happened. I didn't think it was because of the monster at all.

[scrapdraught]

I think it was more than one monster. Whatever made his face shift...that was the one from here. The cat followed him here from home.

[It had been haunting him for years. Maybe since he was young, even. He'd rattled off the tragic tale behind the barrier for her in airy tones that never belonged to him.

Didn't stand a chance, did he?]

...Karlach, I couldn't tell at all. She was so distraught on Friday. Crying. Said she didn't want to watch more of her friends go crazy.

I told her that it's kinder, in a way. To get it over with. Waiting it out after is hell.