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WEEK 7: Thursday
scrapdraught
2024-08-01 04:40 pm (UTC)
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[Time moves so fast, pyramid head moves faster.
They can be strolling by this cursed ass lake. Camille might even stop to pick up a rock, smooth and flat. She winds up and chucks it. One, two, oops.]
Never was much of a pitcher.
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undread
2024-08-02 12:31 pm (UTC)
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You have a better throwing arm than I do.
[her 5 strength, she is so frail.]
How are you feeling?
[she was so depressed on saturday, even if laudna was a little too crazy to acknowledge it.]
Is it better, being over here?
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scrapdraught
2024-08-03 02:46 pm (UTC)
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Let's hope we only have to spend rocks instead of throwing them, then.
[Ah Laudna your crazy...Camille looks to her, mouth quirked.]
I'm okay. It doesn't feel much different over here. Just a bloodier way of falling asleep and waking up. Still got a job to do, don't we?
[Not so restful in peace, as it were.]
What about you? I was really worried, I couldn't...I wish I could have done more for you.
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WEEK 7: Thursday
They can be strolling by this cursed ass lake. Camille might even stop to pick up a rock, smooth and flat. She winds up and chucks it. One, two, oops.]
Never was much of a pitcher.
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[her 5 strength, she is so frail.]
How are you feeling? [she was so depressed on saturday, even if laudna was a little too crazy to acknowledge it.] Is it better, being over here?
no subject
[Ah Laudna your crazy...Camille looks to her, mouth quirked.]
I'm okay. It doesn't feel much different over here. Just a bloodier way of falling asleep and waking up. Still got a job to do, don't we?
[Not so restful in peace, as it were.]
What about you? I was really worried, I couldn't...I wish I could have done more for you.