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cumulative
2024-06-30 03:27 am (UTC)
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...
[well, she told him what she was, so this isn't too surprising. but.]
I-it's going to be strange, speaking with you like this...
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scrapdraught
2024-06-30 04:06 am (UTC)
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How so?
["Daan" looks wearily at him, shrugging.]
Hardly any different than any other day of the week. What's on your mind?
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cumulative
2024-06-30 05:10 am (UTC)
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No, it's... definitely different.
[as for what's on his mind...]
...you were.
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scrapdraught
2024-06-30 05:55 pm (UTC)
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Me?
[The face of Daan warps. Like it might fold in on itself.
Then it holds face, clinging to the illusion.]
Can't say I envy your train of thought. Why was that?
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cumulative
2024-06-30 05:56 pm (UTC)
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Of course you would be, I was... worried about you.
[even if she's not herself right now, she-- has to hear it somehow, right? if nothing else, if she remembers later, it'll be enough.]
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2024-06-30 06:25 pm (UTC)
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[Daan looks taken aback.
And then the illusion drops.
Camille is here, looking like a drowned ghost. She's hugging at her knees, hair mussed and face wretched after purging every last tear in her. She looks to Mathis like a wounded dog, heavy eyed and head hung low.]
You shouldn't waste your time on me.
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2024-06-30 06:28 pm (UTC)
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...I've said the same thing, and no matter how much I insisted, no one... no one ever would listen.
[they all stayed. they all insisted on staying instead. he wants to do the same; he knows, keenly, how much that ended up meaning.]
Even- even if I won't have much time left, I want to spend some of it here.
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scrapdraught
2024-07-03 05:50 pm (UTC)
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You didn't kill anyone.
[Or maybe he had. He was quick enough to pull the knife on Gale when they believed they were worst enemies.
Camille shifts her hands, scratching hard at the back of her neck. Eyes shut.
Vanish vanish vanish.
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You want the details? Or do you want me to tell you everything will be okay?
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cumulative
2024-07-03 06:01 pm (UTC)
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[i can't jumpscare you as much with this because obviously he is still alive. tch. BUT.]
No, I didn't, but... I told you what my monster was, didn't I...?
[he just didn't tell her whether he had found his match.]
...if you don't mind telling me, then I'd... like to know. At least-- at least if you were involved in killing my partner.
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2024-07-03 06:05 pm (UTC)
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...No.
[Her fingernails are raking up skin. Old scars beneath her hair. She digs them in harder.]
We killed Cloud.
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2024-07-03 06:08 pm (UTC)
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... I'm- I'm fond of him too, but I'm still... I'm glad that Iwatooshi's death wasn't you.
[for her sake too. he wouldn't... want to ask her this, to have told her this, and have her know that if he dies, she helped cause it.]
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no subject
[well, she told him what she was, so this isn't too surprising. but.]
I-it's going to be strange, speaking with you like this...
no subject
["Daan" looks wearily at him, shrugging.]
Hardly any different than any other day of the week. What's on your mind?
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[as for what's on his mind...]
...you were.
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[The face of Daan warps. Like it might fold in on itself.
Then it holds face, clinging to the illusion.]
Can't say I envy your train of thought. Why was that?
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[even if she's not herself right now, she-- has to hear it somehow, right? if nothing else, if she remembers later, it'll be enough.]
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And then the illusion drops.
Camille is here, looking like a drowned ghost. She's hugging at her knees, hair mussed and face wretched after purging every last tear in her. She looks to Mathis like a wounded dog, heavy eyed and head hung low.]
You shouldn't waste your time on me.
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[they all stayed. they all insisted on staying instead. he wants to do the same; he knows, keenly, how much that ended up meaning.]
Even- even if I won't have much time left, I want to spend some of it here.
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[Or maybe he had. He was quick enough to pull the knife on Gale when they believed they were worst enemies.
Camille shifts her hands, scratching hard at the back of her neck. Eyes shut. Vanish vanish vanish.]
You want the details? Or do you want me to tell you everything will be okay?
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No, I didn't, but... I told you what my monster was, didn't I...?
[he just didn't tell her whether he had found his match.]
...if you don't mind telling me, then I'd... like to know. At least-- at least if you were involved in killing my partner.
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[Her fingernails are raking up skin. Old scars beneath her hair. She digs them in harder.]
We killed Cloud.
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[for her sake too. he wouldn't... want to ask her this, to have told her this, and have her know that if he dies, she helped cause it.]