his eyes follow the splinter -- not that he can see it, but he can see something be thrown away. ]
I did come somewhere for some quiet, but now I'm here there's not much point in going elsewhere. We are all under each other's feet all the time anyway.
Where is this going? Probably nowhere either of them wants to be. Either he's nosy, he has a genuine reason to come snoop around the place, or he just likes a good egging on. As much as Camille revels in meeting men who aren't easily-led meatheads, she would appreciate it if he were a smidge stupider right now.
So, she'll just aim lower.]
You did very kindly elect yourself to watch over me when I was all vamped up on Wednesday. With nothing but a knife too, very noble of you.
Couldn't have been you had other reasons. No prior experience at all.
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scrapdraught) wrote2024-06-09 08:28 pm
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[ no he doesn't.
she couldn't have been less subtle if she'd tried. ]
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All right. [Said very evenly, eyes trained on him.] You are interrupting. This is a private pity party.
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[ he doesn't leave, he chose to come here of his own accord and he's staying here. ]
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Camille grits her teeth. Fine. She turns and hucks the splinter back into the hole. An offering for Aventurine, why not.]
Can I help you? Were you looking for the balloons? [She juts her chin to one of the crates off to the side.] They're right over there. Take your pick.
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his eyes follow the splinter -- not that he can see it, but he can see something be thrown away. ]
I did come somewhere for some quiet, but now I'm here there's not much point in going elsewhere. We are all under each other's feet all the time anyway.
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[Pot, kettle. She's putting her foot in it, but what's the point in trying not to?
Camille pushes herself off the stage, folding her arms and taking post at the centre aisle.]
But go ahead, brood then. There's plenty of space for it.
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[ yes he will just immediately point that out. ]
And thank you, I will.
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[ hello he is not hanging out in the lawful good column either ]
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Where is this going? Probably nowhere either of them wants to be. Either he's nosy, he has a genuine reason to come snoop around the place, or he just likes a good egging on. As much as Camille revels in meeting men who aren't easily-led meatheads, she would appreciate it if he were a smidge stupider right now.
So, she'll just aim lower.]
You did very kindly elect yourself to watch over me when I was all vamped up on Wednesday. With nothing but a knife too, very noble of you.
Couldn't have been you had other reasons. No prior experience at all.
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Oh, I’m nosey and don’t like being bitten. I wondered if you’d lost control of your monster, quite publicly as well.
[ thinks about gale being like “honestly surprised no one’s figured out the whole vampire thing yet” the other day and gazes into the distance. ]
And now you’re lurking around murder locations, picking at your own arm. Always something interesting happening with you, isn’t there my dear?
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Uh huh.
[Bullshit. She knows what she saw. And what she smelled — while she had the ability to sniff out a meal.]
It's my assigned housing. My stuff is here. I'm allowed to come lurk as I please.
[Deftly dodging arm talk]
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Whether or not you believe me is no skin off my nose. [ i’m convinced there is a vampire role out there somewhere like 👀 lmao ]
Mm, and there’s no laws on lurking in other places either. What were you doing?
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She smiles.]
Scratching an itch.
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Well, it's been scratched. I didn't need it anymore.
[He's welcome to fish through the hole for it if he wants. There's still a mess of detritus down there, it'll keep him occupied.]
Besides, no skin off my nose if you don't believe me. Right?
[She smiles, turns the handle, and stalks into the darkness.
That's enough for one night.]