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[personal profile] scrapdraught 2024-06-30 03:55 am (UTC)(link)
[The woman looks at him. Her gaze has turned knifish, as if peeling him back layer by bloody layer to seize the beating core of him.

Then she's gone.

Camille's hair hands in front of her face. She looks as if she's been crying for hours.]


Don't you have better things to do with your time?
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[personal profile] scrapdraught 2024-06-30 05:37 pm (UTC)(link)
[Me and my homies all hate Adora.]

Aqua.

[She knows this. Some part of her knows this. It's muddied from the flipped perspectives, each believing themselves to be the true self. By the time she gets back to Camille she needs to run updates on her own mind.]

Why did she have to...there were so many people this week. With both...

[She opens her mouth. Then shudders, recoils. Covers it with a trembling hand.]

I can't say too much.
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[personal profile] scrapdraught 2024-07-01 10:09 pm (UTC)(link)
...Yes.

[Her face twists at the edge. Hair darkening, brilliant blue.

Then it snaps back.]


I don't know what to do, Geto.