Astarion Ancunin

[scrapdraught]

omg she's a reporter

it's Interview with a Vampire

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w7, saturday

[haematocritical]

[ get them out of here aaaa ]

So. How does it feel to have defeated an admittedly rather miserable god?

[scrapdraught]

Like I need a shower.

[WHAT EVEN WAS THAT.]

I don't want anything to moan when I hit it unless we laid out ground rules first.

[haematocritical]

Yes, it was rather rude of it. If it wanted painplay it really should've asked first.

[ stop. ]

[scrapdraught]

[they cannot.]

Clearly we didn't set our boundaries up right.

[Okay but for real, she's rubbing at her temple.]

Honestly, I'm just ready to tuck it into the recesses of my mind and pretend it won't haunt me forever. I don't know what to think.

Not like I could confide in anyone back home, either. No one sane, anyway.

[This is the problem of returning from your isekai, you cannot take your new trauma to a licensed therapist.]

[haematocritical]

Safe, sane and consensual. I think it missed all three of those memos.

[ hmm. ]

I think Karlach wants to just... tell the others outright. It's not even the weirdest thing to happen to them, so it might be fine.

[ the benefits of being from a weird little place ] At least you'll be able to get away from it all if you so chose. Hop somewhere else for a bit and ignore everything.

[scrapdraught]

Yeah, I'd believe it. Just between the three of you there's a six part fantasy epic already.

[Camille hesitates. There's a flicker of apprehension. A sinking sensation. Drifting to rock bottom again.]

Sure. [She smiles, tucking her arms around her middle.] I hope you can do the same, after. Jumping back into the same moment you left sounds...daunting.

[your dead cazador...]

[haematocritical]

I think whatever you want to do will be fine. You will have contact with people who understand.

[ aka write to them gIRL. ]

... Yes, well. Technically I will have to do it all again.