Astarion Ancunin

[scrapdraught]

omg she's a reporter

it's Interview with a Vampire

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[who invited the lawful goods 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.

[haematocritical]

[ KABBY KABBYSON GO TO BED. ]

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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[I TRIED TO I REALLY DID]

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]

[haematocritical]

[ YOU TRIED YOUR BEST. ]

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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[I WOULD BE SHOCKED IF THERE WASN'T TBH it's so classic

She smiles.]

Scratching an itch.

[haematocritical]

With something you had to throw away? Interesting tactic.

[scrapdraught]

[Camille rolls her eyes. She starts her tread towards the door.]

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.]