[he's in the church for a little while, probably. he has also been healed-- where he was burned is now scarred black, with a red pulse beneath. like there's still something there, eating at him. that's fun!
[Lame, lame joke. She'd love it if he smiled though.
Camille swings into the pew in front of him, turning so her arms can perch atop the backrest. She frowns at the way he clutches at himself. The black patches with the red pulse. Bad news.]
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WEEK 2: Thursday
Hey, bud. You feeling any better?
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[he's in the church for a little while, probably. he has also been healed-- where he was burned is now scarred black, with a red pulse beneath. like there's still something there, eating at him. that's fun!
one hand is pressed loosely to his chest.]
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Somewhat's better than None-what.
[Lame, lame joke. She'd love it if he smiled though.
Camille swings into the pew in front of him, turning so her arms can perch atop the backrest. She frowns at the way he clutches at himself. The black patches with the red pulse. Bad news.]
Still got a few souvenirs, I see.
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[he's trying so hard to seem like he's totally fine...
it is not going well.]