[It's still dark, but it's morning. Early enough to be surprised by the figure sat at the Pyre. A pillbug of a woman, curled in on herself, arms and head on the stump and knees bent close where they drape in the dirt. She's fast asleep.]
[ asleep in front of the fire, nina is familiar with this. she will walk quietly over, draping the blanket she brought along over camille. it is still chilly, even where they are. and then she takes a seat near her, pulling out a book. ]
Camille slumbers on for a few minutes. Then there's a soft inhale, eyelids fluttering. She wriggles in the seat and comes to realize she's been blanketed.]
Anyway Camille is out looking for extra clothes since her stuff is in the theatre and it got mad stinky in there. She'll wave to Nina when she spots her.]
WEEK 0: Monday
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Camille slumbers on for a few minutes. Then there's a soft inhale, eyelids fluttering. She wriggles in the seat and comes to realize she's been blanketed.]
...ngh?
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Good morning, sunshine. Sleep alright?
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...Is it morning?
[Hard to tell in this dismal gray. Camille folds the edge of the blanket down, puzzled.]
Did you give me this?
WEEK 5: Thursday
Anyway Camille is out looking for extra clothes since her stuff is in the theatre and it got mad stinky in there. She'll wave to Nina when she spots her.]
Hey! I haven't seen you in a bit. How you doing?