camille

[undread]

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WEEK 1: Sunday

[scrapdraught]

[Exhausting.

Yet Camille is on the move. She catches the other woman incidentally, from a far enough distance where she could keep passing without conversation. After a moment she decides better of it. Two heads will be better than one.]

Laudna?

[undread]

[waving.]

Hello, Camille. How are you dealing with all of this?

[scrapdraught]

Shittily?

[At least she hasn't dove into the cellar for a drink.]

What about you?

[undread]

Oh! Poorly, yes.

[just as brightly as ever.]

I don't like anything that's been happening.

[scrapdraught]

[...Okay.]

That makes two of us.

[Then, more gently:]

You really don't stop with the go-get em attitude, do you.

[undread]

That's the difference between you and I, really. I don't like to dwell on negative things!

[and you seem to dwell a lot, camille.]

[scrapdraught]

[holy shit laudna you're only supposed to commit murders on thursday

Camille is taken aback but also, like. Fair.]

Different strokes for different folks. [Scrunching her nose and looking in the direction of the swamp, thinking.] I was going to ask though — I'm on my way to double check that chamber of murderous wonders. See if there was any sign of activity, maybe someone used something this weekend. Or at least tracked a footprint up to one exhibit.

Could be useful to know, in case we need to narrow down our missing killer.

[undread]

[suppressing all bad feelings all the time and not thinking about painful things is definitely a much better way to live.]

You were going to ask...? Did you want me to join you?

[scrapdraught]

You came with me the first time, and you're here now. Second pair of eyes always helps.

And you're peppy. It's nice to keep optimistic while in shady situations.

[except memshare is upon us and mods confirmed they found nothing we can abandon this if you like]