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[personal profile] scrapdraught 2024-06-15 03:15 am (UTC)(link)
[Camille is slightly less soggy but still wet as hell. She has leech bites all over and is trying to blink the night sky back into focus. The smoke, she still do be burning.]

I...Geto...

[She reaches for him with one hand, coughing behind a closed mouth. Bracing at his shoulder.]

We found something.
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[personal profile] scrapdraught 2024-06-15 03:44 am (UTC)(link)
[SHE'LL BE FINE SHE'S JUST FRESH FROM HER SWAMP ADVENTURE]

We found a hand. [She inhales shakily, following his guidance. There's still some coughing but at least she can get whole sentences out.] And the swamp's on fire. Something happened last night.
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[personal profile] scrapdraught 2024-06-15 04:34 am (UTC)(link)
[It's different this is the fire at home. Comfort....]

I don't know. We couldn't see what started it. The place was pure smoke by the time we left.

Maybe other people weren't locked in half as tight as we were.