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Post by Soprano on Oct 20, 2010 22:42:50 GMT -6
Sergio kind of wished that Camille had admitted the succubus looked like her. They would have more proof that she was a succubus then. He couldn’t just tell them it was a succubus with no proof. He didn’t want to hurt Camille either; they had just started becoming friends! He knew it must have been a horrifying experience. He’d just have to come up with another way to let them know he thought it was a succubus. Perhaps more proof. He didn’t know how he would find more proof since it was long gone now.
Lita relinquished the bandages without an argument. She had a concerned look on her face, like she knew that Camille and Sergio might be in for some trouble, but she didn’t want to say anything.
“Ye’re ta be careful now, y’hear?” she said sternly.
Sergio nodded.
“Ye’re dismissed,” Conall said, “I’ll think on this and ye’ll tell me if ye see anythin’ else, right?”
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lillium
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Post by lillium on Oct 20, 2010 23:22:29 GMT -6
Camille nodded at Lita. "We will be," she said quietly, thinking. Trying to figure this entire mess out. Well, all she knew for sure was that she'd probably just gotten herself into deep shit. If only she knew how deep. That might help her figure this damn problem out. It was hard, really. She just felt like she was missing a giant jigsaw puzzle piece, as cliche as that sounded. But Camille wanted to figure this out. No, she needed to. She had to. Because someone wanted to kill her and Sergio for whatever reason, and she couldn't let that fly.
"Right," Camille said, nodding again to Conall, before turning and leaving. She'd noticed Sergio seemed to salute a lot, but Camille had a feeling her saluting skills were far below par, and she decided against embarrassing herself in front of the leadership and her new friend. Well, at least one good thing had happened while they were gone. She'd made a new friend.
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