camille

[undread]

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week 6; thursday

[undread]

[well she will help camille back to the house from the swamp if she can? or just see her once she's recovering somewhere.]

[scrapdraught]

[Recovering is probably best. Camille has blanketed and is prone in whatever room they've put her up in, glowing like a fire fly. Much less burned, but still one-handed.]

Come to pay your respects, have you?

[undread]

Oh, yes. You lived again. Good for you.

[still worried for her though.]

[scrapdraught]

...Did I?

[She frowns. Wets her lips.]

...No. I didn't. It blew up. Right in front of our faces.

[undread]

What did?

[scrapdraught]

Big...stone thing. Robot or monster. Giant.

[She pauses.]

It was all some kind of test. Rondo's gods, his world. I kept fucking it up. Bought into the bullshit.

[Camille swallows thickly.]

I guess that's no surprise, though. I never have been good at resisting temptation.

[undread]

The gods are always bullshit. Rondo's more than most.

[the glimpses of them, what she saw of them in his memories, she didn't like.]

You'll never be enough for them, but that's alright.