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Kanda Yuu ([personal profile] sixillusions) wrote2024-06-10 05:54 pm
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[catchall] Camille



This is one of my favorite shitposts
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it is so accurate and true

[personal profile] scrapdraught 2024-06-11 02:57 am (UTC)(link)
[a poignant magic number on his body, is this infinity train]

Oh hey, Kanda.

[She's done her profile snooping, sorry. Camille draws closer with her arms crossed, just not too close. No visible writing yet, either on her skin or beaming through her clothes. Looks like her dirty little secrets are taking a nap for the moment.]

I met your exorcist buddy.
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[personal profile] scrapdraught 2024-06-11 09:40 pm (UTC)(link)
[nice white ignorance paying off for once]

Your coworker.

[Whatever you say man.]

He filled in a few of the blanks for me. Good to know we got a couple true blue demon killers on hand.

So — our horseman of the apocalypse. What was your read on them?
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[personal profile] scrapdraught 2024-06-13 03:11 am (UTC)(link)
But they're not like your demons.

[She can't say what she thinks either, except that some are tall and all are a bit silly.]

I can't take them seriously myself. Makes me wonder if they're not more pawns in the scheme. [Don't mind her, she's inviting herself to a seat nearby.] Are you also locked out of your "powers"?
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WEEK 0: Saturday

[personal profile] scrapdraught 2024-06-16 02:58 am (UTC)(link)
[Camille is staring down the bootbarrier, sat opposite at the Pyre. Sleep is evasive tonight and a man was murdered in her sleeping quarters, another in the church. There'd been a cartoon chase through three other locales too. So why bother? Nowhere was safe and nothing was sacred.

She startles at a sudden silhouette to the side. Then settles, recognizing that hair.]


You're out late.
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[personal profile] scrapdraught 2024-06-16 03:51 am (UTC)(link)
Well, aren't you chivalrous.

[So what right does Camille have to be out here?

Probably none, but she doesn't give any particular shits about it. She'll brood where she pleases, and there's the ghosts of dead men all over this town.]


How would you take him on, with your powers out? Swing your sword and hope for the best?

[It's said with sincerity at least. By all rights he's just as defenceless as the rest of them.]
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[personal profile] scrapdraught 2024-06-16 02:53 pm (UTC)(link)
You'd need something with a boost. He's metal and he's got mouth guns.

[Lord save her from this godforsaken reality.

Still, the kid's dead set on it. What else is she supposed to do? Spank him and tell him go home to mama? Camille shifts in her seat, bringing her legs up for a closer huddle.]


How'd you get into this business anyway? Were you born to it?
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[personal profile] scrapdraught 2024-06-16 04:46 pm (UTC)(link)
So damned if you do, damned if you don't.

[She wishes she had a drink, suddenly. Camille cants her head.]

If it were a choice, would you have picked it?
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[personal profile] scrapdraught 2024-06-16 08:57 pm (UTC)(link)
[I see

mashes these buttons]


I'm not the one marked for a higher calling. [She rolls her neck, looking out to the buildings beyond.]

But if I had the chance, no. I'm not a good candidate for a saviour.

[Letters skitter over her chest. You couldn't save either sister.]
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[personal profile] scrapdraught 2024-06-18 01:49 pm (UTC)(link)
[I would never ask that Kanda be openly chatty, it ruins his brooding rival allure.]

I see you've made a new friend.

[Camille is holding a cat by the way. It is an unusually clingy one, doing that hug thing as she baby-cradles it.]

You're going to make Pickles jealous.
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[personal profile] scrapdraught 2024-06-18 09:17 pm (UTC)(link)
[Thanks Kanda.]

Mm. Too many demons? "Akuma"?

[Her eyes go to his hands. His posture. Stiff, unbending. Too young to believe anything different.]

There's professions that work that way where I come from, too. They get you young, raise you up, monopolize your time. Bend your body and fold your mind into whatever shapes are needed. And then when your youth is gone, so is your job. It's a pretty big hole to fill, in the long years after.

[Probably why so many Olympians go back to coach. What else is there?]
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[personal profile] scrapdraught 2024-06-18 09:19 pm (UTC)(link)
[She quirks her head.]

You kidding me?

[She smiles though, approaching, taking a seat nearby, letting the cat resettle in her lap.]

Try petting the cat instead.
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[personal profile] scrapdraught 2024-06-20 01:49 pm (UTC)(link)
[The cat is feeling it! It rubs its calico head into his palm, purring away.

But the dog notices this and immediately wedges its head between them. Camille laughs.]


See?

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