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alfyn greengrass! ([personal profile] concoctive) wrote2024-05-25 05:58 pm
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SCAWWY 😱 camille



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[personal profile] scrapdraught 2024-06-09 12:37 am (UTC)(link)
I'm watching.

[At least one of them is packing. Camille may have her clothes but she doesn't have anything materially useful on her, and that's starting to grate a little.

She keeps her steps ginger as she paces inwards, glancing around.]


If anything was too nice we might get attached to it. I kinda prefer it to be a little shitty, in that sense.

[No use getting stockholmed to anything.]

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[personal profile] scrapdraught 2024-06-15 03:56 am (UTC)(link)
[Alfyn my guy ;;]

Thanks.

[She takes a slow and steady breath.]

I heard this wasn't how you found the place.
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[personal profile] scrapdraught 2024-06-18 01:57 pm (UTC)(link)
[oh my god.]

Looks like you're fitting in just fine.

[She'll wander in, watching her step lest she straw into a cow plop. She's still got her usual look, and that includes the leather ankle boots. They're not in pristine condition but she'd rather not track shit home with her.]

I was countryside-adjacent. The family business was hog-butchering. But we made enough money to live large, far from the pig pens and the bloodshed.

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WEEK 1: Thursday

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[Hunting him down, please say we're back in our clown home]

Alfyn?

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WEEK 1: Saturday

[personal profile] scrapdraught 2024-06-23 03:15 am (UTC)(link)
Hey, um. [Awkward. Camille approaches with the gait of a scorned teenager, not a woman in her mid-thirties. Arms around her middle and grimacing.] I wanted to say I'm sorry. I know insinuations of all kinds fly around, but...

[She holds. Looking at her feet.]

And I'm sorry about Erin, too. And Karma.
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[personal profile] scrapdraught 2024-06-27 12:41 am (UTC)(link)
[They're going on a memshare trip in the siderooms, help me

What she really ought to do is lock herself up for the week. Any time she meets another captive she's dunked head first into their dark past, like someone's trying to drown her in a toilet bowl.

This one is a mix. There is the warmth of friendship, quite a steady stream of calm. The doubt mounts though, and it's slowly becoming clear that the man he nobly rescued may not be worth the effort to save him. Lofty morals are easier to uphold when there's more laws in place, stricter watches, better tracking. This is a feudal space though, and people are quick to turn to a knife when the chips are down. Alfyn means well. More's the pity for him when pessimism proves triumphant.

Feeling the axe sink into Miguel's neck, though. She drops out of the vision with her hands aloft, perched on an invisible handle. She's sweating, shaking.

She hates the ones where she's made to kill the most.]


...Alfyn. [Her eyes close and she swallows, straightening. Wiping the sweat from her palms on her jeans.] I'm sorry.

[personal profile] scrapdraught 2024-06-30 02:23 am (UTC)(link)
[Hm.]

What would you like to know?

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WEEK 3: Monday

[personal profile] scrapdraught 2024-07-01 07:26 pm (UTC)(link)
[They can be in the library too. We're done being sad as fuck (for now.)

At one point during their quiet library session Camille gently picks up Alfyn's arm

and bites into his hand.]

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WEEK 4: Tuesday

[personal profile] scrapdraught 2024-07-09 05:08 pm (UTC)(link)
[laying down across a bench at their precious theatre, Camille's just staring at the ceiling and feeling along her new scar.]

...And I'm the only one who came back?

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WEEK 4: Friday

[personal profile] scrapdraught 2024-07-13 01:36 am (UTC)(link)
[At the bulletin, where all evidence has been masked. Camille looks shaken, hand at her mouth.]

...Oh god.

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[personal profile] scrapdraught 2024-07-15 02:47 am (UTC)(link)
[Alfyn you are such a bro

Anyway it definitely is not pleasant. By the time she does resurface it is with a jumpscare burst of arms and desperate gasping. It felt like the damn thing meant to swallow her up for good.

Camille scrambles to the shore, spluttering, unseeing. Her hair's in the way and there's swamp sludge slopped all over her.]
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WEEK 5: Monday

[personal profile] scrapdraught 2024-07-15 11:50 pm (UTC)(link)
[Meets this city boy in the...surgery room...yay.]

Jesus.

[Looking through the instruments like haha no thank you.]

Can you make use of any of this?

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WEEK 5: Saturday

[personal profile] scrapdraught 2024-07-21 01:35 am (UTC)(link)
[Where is Alfyn at...She will find him, hoarsely speaking up.]

Did you go to the swamp yet?

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WEEK 6: Market

[personal profile] scrapdraught 2024-07-22 11:59 pm (UTC)(link)
[Sends them shopping.]

I suppose it's back to doing the cooking ourselves.

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[Okay well

The second he touches her her eyes go wide and she starts screaming, yanking away and nearly splashing back underwater.]

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[personal profile] scrapdraught 2024-07-27 12:46 am (UTC)(link)
[Baby boy...

Camille is not feeling the Sazantos mood rn thank god so she will find him, wandering in a daze. She knows she can't touch him, lest she see him go up in flame again. Which makes it especially hard to watch, and only watch, as he sobs himself up a storm.

She comes hobbling, still healing and on pins and needles all over. But she takes a seat at his side, miserable as can be.]


...I'm sorry.

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WEEK 7: THURSDAY

[personal profile] scrapdraught 2024-08-01 05:03 pm (UTC)(link)
[They are at the...Gashapon machine. Camille had frowned at the contents, sparking a dim sense of unease about the whole thing. Don't think I like finding my face in places I don't expect. Still, she tries her luck.]

...Aventurine.

[She holds it out for examination.]

I guess if anyone would appreciate merchandise of themselves...
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[personal profile] scrapdraught 2024-08-04 03:04 am (UTC)(link)
[One thing you can count on her to be doing is pondering the night air with a lit cigarette. She takes the shoulder bump gamely. Bumps back.]

Peachy keen. I think you had a rougher time than I did, Alfyn.