The image flips. For a brief moment, there is Camille. Eyes bleary red, blood drained from her face, head hung low and hair dangling. She puts a hand to her mouth. She looks like she might scream.
[ she had to have... to get the upper hand. cloud wasn't a pushover. she slaps her flat hands on the barrier. this does nothing, it's just dramatique ]
You're not listening. He didn't agree. My— [She tries to say something. Shivers, croaks. Shakes her head.] My partner and I agreed to let it go by chance.
I put medicine in one of the drinks at the house on Thursday night. Cloud came and picked it up. He didn't know. It could have been any one of you.
From there, we...saw it through...it took a while for it to work. Once you all fell asleep. He was still moving, but clumsily.
I ran to the gas station and he followed. I threw the oil to make him slip. Then I ran to the mansion. My partner was waiting there.
[ but she does quiet -- tries to listen, tries to process what she's hearing. this, unfortunately for everyone, confirms there's a monster they missed. camille was the chimera. but yuffie knows just asking outright won't get her anywhere. and as she starts to quiet, biting her tongue, taking a deep breath to try to steel herself -- she tries to force herself not to get emotional. not to think about cloud walking unsteadily, drugged, trying to survive. ]
[ she's seen cloud walking unsteadily before. she sees what happens when he's not in his right mind. it's. well. ]
.... I'm listening.
[ that's all she says. manages to reign it in, though one of her fists is closed and shaking ]
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week 2, post trial
Camille.
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You killed Iwatooshi?
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...No? What makes you think that?
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Wait.... the bruise... shit! Cloud!
[ canadian on canadian violence ]
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The image flips. For a brief moment, there is Camille. Eyes bleary red, blood drained from her face, head hung low and hair dangling. She puts a hand to her mouth. She looks like she might scream.
And then she becomes someone else.]
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[ she..... flinches, but this is actually not the worst face she could see. hilariously she is making the exact same expression right now ]
You.... tricked him, didn't you. With that power. That's how you got the upper hand.
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No... ["Yuffie" scrubs at her eyes. Pulls her knees up and hugs them where she sits.] It wasn't like that.
He picked the wrong drink. That night. When we were together.
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[ she had to have... to get the upper hand. cloud wasn't a pushover. she slaps her flat hands on the barrier. this does nothing, it's just dramatique ]
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I don't know why we agreed. Why would I...he's not...
[She trails off, looking lost.]
I think I was angry all week, and I didn't know what to do.
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[ sorry she is lashing out a little. but does believe that. cloud is not the giving up type ]
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I put medicine in one of the drinks at the house on Thursday night. Cloud came and picked it up. He didn't know. It could have been any one of you.
From there, we...saw it through...it took a while for it to work. Once you all fell asleep. He was still moving, but clumsily.
I ran to the gas station and he followed. I threw the oil to make him slip. Then I ran to the mansion. My partner was waiting there.
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[ but she does quiet -- tries to listen, tries to process what she's hearing. this, unfortunately for everyone, confirms there's a monster they missed. camille was the chimera. but yuffie knows just asking outright won't get her anywhere. and as she starts to quiet, biting her tongue, taking a deep breath to try to steel herself -- she tries to force herself not to get emotional. not to think about cloud walking unsteadily, drugged, trying to survive. ]
[ she's seen cloud walking unsteadily before. she sees what happens when he's not in his right mind. it's. well. ]
.... I'm listening.
[ that's all she says. manages to reign it in, though one of her fists is closed and shaking ]