Not bad for a back alley patch up, but holy shit. Are you sure reattaching them was the right move?
[What if they go necrotic?
The pause and censoring stumps her for a moment. Then she's clucking her tongue, looking out to the beach. Buddy really did a number on her, didn't he?]
Time marches on. [Camille settles into a silence. The beach is peaceful in a way that nips at her. Vivid colours and rolling waves, sweet air and sunshine. She's not one for vacations, never been a fan of beaches specifically. Won't start now.
Nope. [she says cheerfully at the first part.] But Daan insisted. Still thinking about just chopping them back off and dealing. I do not want to go out because my fingers did a necromancy on me.
[but. anyway. she shakes off the rest of the melancholy. camille's not wrong, she absolutely got blasted by a stupid cowboy, but he's gone. so. she keeps moving.
she glances out at the waves, and then:]
... Haven't got to stay here if you don't want. I just missed the sun.
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Not bad for a back alley patch up, but holy shit. Are you sure reattaching them was the right move?
[What if they go necrotic?
The pause and censoring stumps her for a moment. Then she's clucking her tongue, looking out to the beach. Buddy really did a number on her, didn't he?]
Time marches on. [Camille settles into a silence. The beach is peaceful in a way that nips at her. Vivid colours and rolling waves, sweet air and sunshine. She's not one for vacations, never been a fan of beaches specifically. Won't start now.
Her head ducks and she toes a divot in the sand.]
It's too quiet here.
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[but. anyway. she shakes off the rest of the melancholy. camille's not wrong, she absolutely got blasted by a stupid cowboy, but he's gone. so. she keeps moving.
she glances out at the waves, and then:]
... Haven't got to stay here if you don't want. I just missed the sun.