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CLOSED EVENT STARTER FOR @likestvrlight ( & vala ) !!
SHE HASN’T ACTUALLY SPOKEN to ana’s sister since their little run-in at the beach, and that feels like ages ago ; but with everything that has been going on, camilla thinks it’s necessary to ... well, if not apologize for her perhaps a little prickly behavior ( her demonic nature resists the very thought ) then at least to catch up . so when she spots vasilkaera at the party, camilla grabs two glasses ( of something sparkly ) and makes her way over, handing one to the dragon with a smile. “ to building bridges and all that --- that’s what these events are for , right? ”
#likestvrlight#☀ — && interaction .#☀ — && vasilkaera ( 001 ) .#☀ — && event ( 003 ) .#( hope this is ok?? if not please let me know ♥ )
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& JULIAN RHODES :
DOES HE MIND ? most days the answer would be no , of course not . in this particular moment , julian is slightly more hesitant - if only because it feels rather embarrassing to act this way in front of camilla . a sigh falls from his lips and he finally shakes his head after she already ordered herself a drink . ❛ i don’t mind . ❜ his voice is far more quiet than usual and his hazel eyes are cautiously meeting her own , studying her features for a moment . ❛ are you enjoying yourself ? ❜ the darklighter murmurs , fingertips dancing over the glass in front of him . it’s tempting to say something else . that this is not what it looks like . that he’s fine … but god . he’s not fine . not right now .
THE QUESTION PROMPTS A SMALL SMILE as she reciprocates his gaze ; of course she doesn’t enjoy to see him hurt, but at least he’s letting her stay , and that counts for something. “ well enough, ” camilla replies simply, then turns in her seat and leans to the side to lightly rest her head on his shoulder trying to offer what comfort or reassurance she can give. it’s not a lot --- there’s not much she can do besides letting him know that she’s there , that she will always be there if he needs her, in whatever capacity she can help --- but she hopes that he understands ; that he can read it in her gaze like he normally does. the demon’s lips quirk up, and though it’s not quite their usual teasing, she is sincere when she continues. “ at least i am now . ” a beat of silence, then she adds, earnestly: “ if there’s anything i can do --- anything at all --- let me know? ”
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& VIOLET RHODES :
( OPEN ) / @dihstarters :
“ THIS IS WHY YOU DON’T wear six in heels on the beach . ” the cambion tells herself as she lies in the sand , having fallen over from wearing the shoes ( though , the alcohol could have contributed to this outcome ) . her hand covers her eyes as a shadow falls on her , realizing that her embarrassment was caught by someone . “ … was the faerie realm always this spinny ? ”
THE DEMON HAS TO SUPPRESS A CHUCKLE as she bends down to check on her friend ; it’s a little wobbly in her own heels, but she’s holding her balance --- thanks to years of good practice . “ it has been indeed, although not in the way you mean, i think, ” camilla teases then, trying to lift violet into a sitting position as lightly as possible to assess the damage ( and see if she needs to call cosi for a little healing miracle ) . “ are you alright? i didn’t think we’d have to train walking , but-- ”
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& JULIAN RHODES :
* ❬ 𝐎𝐏𝐄𝐍 ❭ @dihstarters .
TWENTY-THREE MONTHS . that’s how much time has passed since the night that his mother sacrificed his soul . twenty-three months since he turned into a monster . twenty-three months since he barely touched a drink . julian made a lot of memories during that time , good and bad ones alike , but tonight it feels like it’s all for nothing . pain weighs him down like an anchor and the darklighter stares at the bourbon in front of him , almost as if the beverage itself could tell him what to do . deep down he knows the answer anyway - but his knowledge isn’t enough to stop him from making this mistake . it’s not powerful enough to compete against the desire to drown his sorrows . he is hesitant as he brings the glass to his lips , only to toss it back , hazel eyes setting on the bartender . ❛ i’ll have another one . ❜ he murmurs before he turns his head to the person that approaches him , his gazes staying averted . ❛ sorry . i don’t think you’ll want my company tonight . ❜ julian murmurs . ❛ it’s supposed to be a party . ❜ and shit , he won’t be the life of it .
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THE DEMON ATTENDS the event out of reluctant propriety at best. she doesn’t particularly care for the queen ( though knowing about her deeds to their family is at least making her feel a little less hostile about the situation ) and is merely here because there’s nothing better to do and she gets to see her friends --- most of whom she’s greeted by the time she sports julian at the bar. it worries her to see him like this ; but she understands his reaction. and though she wants nothing more than to gently take the glass from his hand and make him stop before he sinks somewhere none of them can reach him anymore, she doesn’t have the words to justify that --- or to make it better any other way. instead, camilla rests her hand on his shoulder briefly as she sits next to him, the gesture the only comfort she can offer, and replies: “ i don’t care much for the party , anyways. ” when the bartender turns their attention towards her, she orders some odd mango drink --- something that’s more fruit than alcohol . ( it would barely affect her in any case, but. she’s here to make sure julian doesn’t drink himself to death, and some proverb about examples echoes in her head. ) the demon doesn’t hide her worry as she observes her friend, but doesn’t chastise, question, or criticize him either. all she adds, tone soft, is: “ i’ll just sit with you a while, if you don’t mind. ”
#violentdesires#☀ — && interaction .#☀ — && julian rhodes ( 002 ) .#( this;; doesn't even have to turn into a thread if jules doesn't feel like talking. cami just didn't want to /not/ react#& just needed him to know she's there so. take this or leave it as you please ~ )
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EVENT 003 : SUMMER SOLSTICE
CAMILLA may not exactly care for the queen ( or her birthday ) , but she’s the last person to spurn an opportunity for a party . she makes an appearance in a simple yet fashionable white summer dress and rose heels that are possibly not the best choice for an outdoor event, but certainly turn the dress into an outfit .
↳ ( psd . )
#dih.attire#☀ — && event ( 003 ) .#( cami refuses to do her last 3 replies before the event i'm so. sorry about that. have this instead ig oof )
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& VIOLET RHODES :
THE CAMBION ALMOST SCOFFS when she says the universe liked her well enough . “ i thought the universe wanted nothing of my existence . ” her kind were hunted and killed for a reason . was she still here because the universe wanted her here ? couldn’t god just smite her at any second ? cosimo’s words rang in her head — daddy dearest tends to be too vain to destroy us . it was a cruel joke . that the almighty was simply to bored to get rid of her … for now . camilla’s touch on her arm snaps her out of those deep thoughts , her amber eyes falling on the woman’s face as she listens closely . the way she focuses , as if she could feel everything around them , is memorizing to watch . violet flutters her eyes close , holding onto the demon’s words , allowing them to flow through her as she tries to … clear her mind ? she had never been one for stillness ( yoga ? meditation ? they were too boring for her to stick to any of those ) . she preferred action , jumping into the thick of things , feeling adrenaline pump through her veins , drowning in the excitement . this was the complete opposite of the thrill the cambion normally seeks . but she tries … a deep inhale followed by a deep exhale … it takes her several moments ( longer than she cares to admit ) to ground herself and take in their surroundings , but a unfamiliar sense tickles the back of her mind and when she opens her eyes , she did not even notice that her body had turned towards a direction in the forest . “ that way . ” her tone is filled with astonished confidence . she wouldn’t be able to explain to camilla why that way , but it felt right .
THOUGH SHE NOTES VIOLET’S BRIEF SHIFT IN DEMEANOR , she decides not to comment on it --- at least just now ---- in favor of her instruction. instead, camilla let’s the girl work ; gives her the space and the quiet to figure it out, despite wanting to almost burst with encouragement. ( not that it is needed ; violet seems to take to her nature like a duck to water, and it makes the demon proud. there’s a comfort in growing into one’s powers, learning about the self --- camilla hopes the cambion can find that , too . ) at violet’s decision, she sets onto the chosen path immediately, though she doesn’t comment on it. all she offers is a cheerful: “ well then ; let’s go and see , shall we? ” as she skips ahead lightly ( though still at a pace easy to catch up to ) , camilla adds in the same sunny tone: “ let me know if anything comes up that i should worry about . ” letting that sit for a while ( with a pointed smirk ) , she idly comments on their surroundings --- interesting flowers, funny-sounding birds, what little they can see of the sky, here. within that mass of inconsequential chatter, though, and without loosing the beat of it, she eventually circles back to violet’s earlier comment. “ you see, god and the majority of his prickly creations barely even understand the universe they made. i doubt they’d even see the beauty of what everyone in it did with it ; but personally, i don’t think that’s the universe’s fault. because the universe is ours . ” her gaze is still directed on the path ahead, but she grasps violet’s hand with certainty and squeezes it once ; it’s all the comfort she can offer for a concern as age-old as this .
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& DAERAMARR :
❝ 𝔡.
𝐀 𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑 𝐎𝐅 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐕𝐘 𝐃𝐑𝐀𝐏𝐄𝐒 were pulled apart when daeramarr caught his unnatural footing on a pile of books he knew only by cover. a paper cut on flesh he’d never need to worry about. the human formed dragon was lucky to have missed the ink stained pages he slipped on a few days ago , but such was the 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐎𝐓𝐈𝐂 𝐎𝐑𝐆𝐍𝐈𝐙𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 he’d come to live by. it was his comfort. the treacherous journey across misplaced items and forgotten keepsakes all came to an end when his hands , cold to the touch , wrapped around pure silver , an ironic twist in such a place with all things considered , and the red crimson liquid inside downed his throat and past drying lips. and so it began , the repetitious nature of his short lived time here in the seelie realm. he was a creature of habit. only , not everyone seemed to share in that knowledge.
mid pour when the liquid splashed against the cups edge his steely blue eyes failed to watch where the liquid fell next in favor of the pretty little golden haired woman at the door. although , those words might not be the best way to describe how misplaced the pair of eyes were compared to her softer features. it was as if the original painter failed to finish his own work of art and another centuries later finished off the job.
“ you forgot the knock , knock bit , ” daeramarr quipped. the crease etched on his forehead only replaced by a smile that failed to reach his eyes. there the confusion of why this woman stood in his doorway never left. “ is that so ? ” the blond dressed in black freed his hands before careful steps were made towards the door and towards the yellow-eyed demon. what childhood nightmares she could become. “ would you believe this is the first time i’ve been accused of such a thing ? tragic. there goes a pristine reputation. ” his lanky figure remained by the doorway , but a good few meters away from the intruding guest. “ so , do i get to know what i took or is this part of the game ? ”
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HER JAW CLENCHED AT THE AUDACITY --- to steal from a princess of hell was one thing ; to quip about it quite another. ( some rational part of her brain suggested perhaps the creature didn’t even know ; couldn’t have realized --- but she wasn’t feeling very receptive to rationality just then. ) instead, her already forced smile widened almost imperceptibly, even as her eyes narrowed. eventually, camilla found her voice again, though to anyone who knew her, the tone would have been unrecognizable . “ apologies . ” there was a decided lack of concern in the word, but the cadence of it sounded more off than that, even ; it lacked humanity . her fists clenched at her side, and with a shriek , the glass he must’ve been drinking out of before ( and a variety of other fragile objects in the room ) shattered.
“ knock , knock. ”
she took a few steps into the room, then, slowly , as if stepping on uncertain feet. truth be told, not many details of it actually registered ; her attention was focused entirely on the thief . ( it had taken all of her concentration to not snap his neck instead of his mere belongings ; but then it might take her far too long to find what she was looking for. a direction she could get, but she’d never had the patience for the complex magic leading to specifics . ) ordinarily, the banter would’ve calmed her ; ordinarily, she might have joked along with such a personality. but her nerves were fried, her patience thin, and her emotions desperately looking for a focal point ; and if that point was anger , which oh so easily burned through everything else, then all the better .
the padding words were bypassed without comment and all the false sweetness vanished off her face. her expression turned blank --- and in that moment, it became obvious how truly artificial a vessel actually was ; a mask pulled over something dangerous. ( something hideous . ) she had left all her warmth in the mansion ; perhaps in the woods ; perhaps by the seashore a long, long time ago. there was no hint of it in her when she continued: “ you stole a ring from me. ” the demon hadn’t caused nightmares in a long while ( had washed them away , rather, for tiny, beloved beings yet incapable of doing that themselves ) and so the skill was out of practice, but as her gaze bored into the creature’s eyes, into his mind , she thought the image she tried to project must have translated clear enough, if only briefly. ( a tiny gold ring ; one sapphire, two rubies ; on the hand of an elegant, golden-haired mother . ) it took a moment to blink away the memory from her own gaze ; and though it hadn’t dimmed her anger, it managed to soften her voice just marginally. “ i want it back. now . ”
#rcvenants#☀ — && interaction .#☀ — && daeramarr ( 001 ) .#( hsdgfhsdfs don't worry i absolutely LOVE it;;;#and i'm very sorry cami is being so mean. she's rly nice when she's. chill again. mostly. i promise hsdgfs )
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& ADELA KIRKMARY :
was everyone here an a+ student in english? they spoke about what they were like it was a try out to be an understudy for shakespeare… what if one of them was really shakespeare and he just faked his death now he’s a vampire - or demon - maybe an angel of poetry. “you’re a demon?” she questioned, before laughter started coming out. really addie didn’t know why she laughed. perhaps because she thought how she should be feeling now is how she should have felt with the angel and vice versa – the ironic part too is the angel never mentioned demons wanting to kill her? wouldn’t they actually like what she was? like a walking middle finger to god. “you guys don’t look that scary, i mean… no horns.” she nodded slowly, adela glanced at the hand. was sister adela going to shake the hand of a demon? “i’m addie– adela well addie is a nickname if you want to call me that.” she finally took the hand, a smile plopping onto the brunettes face. “it’s nice to meet you just camilla.”
THE LAUGHTER was a surprising reaction coming from a convent girl at such a revelation, but camilla was relieved it didn’t seem to scare her --- which only endeared her a little more to the demon. the comments about horns prompted her own laughter ; as she shook adela’s hand, camilla threw her had back, hardly able to contain herself. eventually her excitement subsided to light chuckles ; she crossed her arms, then, and briefly considered how much to tell the girl ( or let her see --- though perhaps that was a shock best kept for later ) . “ well, addie, it’s nice to meet you too, ” the demon started. she hesitated a moment, but figured it might be best to at least mention it --- lest the girl get too comfortable with her kind without knowing them. ( that might make for less funny surprises. ) “ i have the horns tucked in , so to speak ; wouldn’t want to scare the humans with my true face . ” a glint of amusement remained in her eyes and in her tone, and her cheeky smile was unmistakably joking, but kind as she said: “ if you like me , you’re a good judge of character. ” as she tilted her head, though, there was a hint of concern in her pointed look. “ just make sure you don’t get too distracted by pretty faces, alright? the horns are still there. ” metaphorically speaking , at least.
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👌👁🗨💥🎭
👌 : WHAT ARE SOME OF YOUR MUSES QUIRKS?
camilla is a very ACTIVE person and her mannerisms reflect that. she walks a little faster than the average person and often has a skip in her step. she gestures ( stereotypically much ) when talking and has a tendency to play with her hair ; she keeps it open, usually and constantly brushes strands out of her face, wraps them idly around her fingers, or twists them into braids and buns --- that fall down again immediately. ( she’s sure she owns a hairband somewhere in the abyss that is her dressing room. )
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👁🗨 : WHAT IS A SECRET THAT YOUR MUSE HASN’T TOLD OR IS HIDING?
questions like these prompt only hesitation and pursued lips ; and an unusual coldness to emerge in her gaze. “ if the seelie realm has taught me ONE thing, it’s that secrets are a valuable currency here. i’m not going to waste any of mine. ”
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💥 : IS YOUR MUSE RECKLESS ? OR TOO CAUTIOUS AND PARANOID?
caution ? what is that ? camilla is incredibly RECKLESS , as long as it comes only to herself and no one else is involved. she doesn’t much care for her own safety ; it’s nigh impossible to seriously injure a princess of hell, so she doesn’t bother much with worrying . when people she loves are involved, though, she can become a little overprotective --- the things she considers manageable for herself are often unacceptable when it comes to what she would let her family deal with.
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🎭 : DOES YOUR MUSE TRY REALLY HARD TO COMPENSATE FOR SOMETHING?
answered here and here ; she won’t say any more on the subject.
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🎭,👻,🙌.
🎭 : DOES YOUR MUSE TRY REALLY HARD TO COMPENSATE FOR SOMETHING?
besides GUILT ? yes . there are certain other feelings she is trying to simply channel into something less extreme ; though she refuses to comment on the topic any further. at least not until she manages convincingly . that’s no one’s business but her own .
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👻 : RECALL ONE OR MORE TIMES YOUR MUSE HAS BEEN THE MOST SCARED OR FEARFUL!
“ --- CONFESSIONS of any kind. ” simply by experience, she knows it never goes well when something needs to be said that doesn’t want to be said. she remembers her not-wedding ; remembers the talk that came after . remembers the fear of loosing someone simultaneous to the resignation that there was no other way. confessing something scares her, irrational as it might be, because she always remembers this specific feeling that hollows her out just a little inside, still.
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🙌 : MANNERISMS THAT YOUR MUSE HAS WHEN THEY’RE EXTREMELY HAPPY?
she practically RADIATES JOY , and will get extremely touchy. camilla is a generally touch-starved person and loves any kind of contact, and when she’s happy, it’s generally hard to contain that. she will turn to hold hands ; hug ; link arms and touch shoulders --- and probably talk a mile a minute, too.
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👀 & ⚪ & 💢
👀 : IS YOUR MUSE PRONE TO JEALOUSY ?
NOT particularly when it comes to people , no. she knows what she means to the people important to her, and ( for the most part ) that is enough --- she doesn’t generally act out on the fear of loosing someone. camilla does, however, have a rather mean streak for ENVY ; most prominently concerning humanity , of course ( the way they are allowed to be and create and live in ways she can only marginally experience ) , but occasionally emerging for other things she wants as well. then again --- “ such is the nature of demons , dear. ”
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⚪ : WHAT ARE SMALL THINGS THAT MEAN SOMETHING TO YOUR MUSE ?
any REMINDER of her loved ones ; this goes from deliberately collected trinkets like letters, pictures, or locks of hair ( those were rather popular once upon a time, back when phone cameras were not yet a thing, she’d like to remind you ) to random little tidbits like buttons, old coats, or hastily written grocery lists. besides those, it’s FEELINGS --- grass under bare feet, the buzz of people around her, the sounds of her native language ( more or less ) that gives her a feeling of home .
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💢 : MANNERISMS THAT YOUR MUSE HAS WHEN THEY’RE ANGRY OR SAD ?
SADNESS prompts mostly a well-practiced apathy ; camilla tends to dissociate to distance herself from the situation prompting such negative emotions . she blends it out, plays over it, and attempts to reconsider things from the rationale of experience. consequently, her mannerisms are pointedly normal . ANGER on the other hand --- real anger, demonic anger --- makes her very expressive . fury shows in her eyes ; her nature bleeding through the human façade. she balls her fists, and there is tension visible in every line of her body, waiting to snap . her hands may shake a little when they extend towards you, but don’t mistake that as a sign of weakness ; once they reach you, you’re done for .
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🔴 & 🎭
🔴 : WHAT ARE BIGGER GESTURES THAT ARE IMPORTANT TO YOUR MUSE ?
camilla is a fan of ACTIVITIES , and she likes to feel included . this doesn’t just mean things being done for her ( planning outings, events, or parties, for example ) but also gestures on a slightly smaller scale --- dropping by unannounced, asking her to accompany someone someplace, wanting her help for something. those things give her purpose .
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🎭 : DOES YOUR MUSE TRY REALLY HARD TO COMPENSATE FOR SOMETHING?
sort of . though her energetic and happy demeanor is genuine, for the most part, she does at times exaggerate it, to make up for --- well, not feeling like this all the time when she thinks she should . camilla’s most closely guarded secret is accompanied by guilt , and she fears that, should the emotion be recognized , certain other things might come to light as well. these feelings are easy enough to compensate for in a world with enough distractions ; as things stand, though, she is trying her hardest to find new ways of coping .
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👻 , 🔷️ ( camilla )
👻 : RECALL ONE OR MORE TIMES YOUR MUSE HAS BEEN THE MOST SCARED OR FEARFUL !
there are the obvious contenders, naturally --- the time she FELL ( or jumped , rather ) ; that moment of terror when cosimo was gone and aurora was destroyed ; the moment she realized ana would not be coming back . ( the last time she was ever pressured into fulfilling one of HEAVEN’S orders. ) none of these lend themselves to easy telling, though ; and none of these she particularly wants to bring to mind, even now. instead, she seizes on something else in her memory ; that first piercing fear of ordinary mortality . “ when teresa died, i was irrationally afraid --- i’m still not quite sure why . ” she’d seen countless humans die ; enough immortals, too. and yet, that moment she realized she was always bound to loose people, for no other reason than it was their way , and there was nothing to do about it --- it scared her more than she’d ever admit. “ i suppose it’s that fear of never seeing someone again . ”
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🔷️ : IS YOUR MUSE GOOD OR BAD AT LYING ?
ironically, camilla is a rather BAD liar ; she never had much reason to, anyways. she has a tendency to say and do whatever she wants, unapologetically --- and generally doesn’t see the need to hide anything. ( and for her demonic work, well ; persuasion, blackmail, or extortion are much more direct than lying . ) if anything , she will omit certain truths she does not want known.
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☀ — && CLOSED STARTER FOR @rcvenants !!
CAMILLA IS NOT MUCH OF A NOSTALGIC PERSON , usually --- she likes the possibilities of the here and now too much to dwell on the past overly much ; but for perhaps the first time in her life, the ‘ here and now ’ is static , blocked. ( there is no place else to run from her emotions but the past ) . after whiling away the last few days lying on a variety of cosi’s carpets, her only enjoyment derived from watching her nieces and nephew play happily and without a care in the world --- thus compelling her to appear the same way so as not to upset them --- she’s decided a change of scenery is necessary. after all, the cottage by the lake is there just for that reason ; and it’s where she keeps all her little baubles, trinkets and distractions , anyways. ( in retrospection ; her little protected hide-out is not the best place for valuables, though. ) the demon almost doesn’t notice the ring is missing ; she usually wears it, just hadn’t that day in the woods, and hasn’t bothered properly dressing since . a beat of calm silence, then the nerves hit and she begins searching frantically through her jewelry box ; drawers and cupboards ; on the floor and under furniture. “ oh no, no, no . ”
of course ; of all the things to go missing, it had to be teresa’s ring. the small gold band with the tiny gems ( one sapphire, two rubies ) was the only piece of jewelry she’s always carried with her throughout the centuries ; the only memento from home she’d fortunately brought over even here . gone . now . camilla sits on the floor, feeling empty. then angry . it’s as much a part of her as the vessel she inhabits --- surely, with a little bit of effort ... the demon’s head tilts, her eyes flash gold , then grow darker, into an almost sickening shade of yellow before they close completely. a small, flame-like light in the darkness ; a tug . ( too far away to simply have been lost when she knows exactly where she left it . ) it’s been a while since she’s used her power this much ; but then, she has a lot of energy to unload. camilla is dressed in a blink and stands in a doorway the next, any potential protection spells burned away with less than a thought and a snap of her wrist. “ hello there, ” she greets the person on the other side more sweetly than her entrance might justify ; though her eyes still shine in the same dangerous color as before. “ i believe you have something that belongs to me? ”
#rcvenants#☀ — && interaction .#☀ — && daeramarr ( 001 ) .#( i'm so sorry this is so long please don't feel pressured to match length;; she just has. a lot of emotions right now#and needs a way to let 'em out oof )#( stability whomst ?? i'm so sorry for her. maybe should've left this for tomorrow after all shdfgs )#( i hope this is ok anyways?? if not let me know and i'll change it!! )
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& JULIAN RHODES :
THE CALM LOOK ON HER FACE is nothing like her and it scares him more than the fact that she wanted to put herself in danger . julian understands why she needs to distance herself in this moment , he has done the same thing in the past , but it’s not what he wants . he wants camilla to be able to feel around him , even when it hurts them both . ❛ isn’t it , though ? ❜ his choices are the reason why they are in this situation right now and the darklighter can’t shake the feeling that he let her down . camilla had his full attention whenever the two of them spent time together , but what if he noticed sooner ? his mind is racing , threatening to spin out of control , and the male gulps hard when she places her hand on his shoulder . ❛ i don’t want to lose you . ❜ he admits and while he hates the desperation in his own voice , the words are nothing but the truth . his hand moves to camilla’s and he gives it a gentle squeeze . ❛ and i don’t want things to change . ❜ not for worse , anyway . their bond is strong and he hopes it’s strong enough for them to get through this , because he needs her . julian hesitates for a long moment before his hands move to her waist , his touch light . cautious . ❛ i cannot tell you how much you mean to me . how much i appreciate everything you have done for me . for my sister . i know an eternity is a long time , but … you are going to be one of the most important people in my life . forever . i need you to know that . it’s not … a lack of love . ❜ it’s the wrong timing . he made a promise to gabriella that he intends on keeping - but he intends on keeping this promise too . he will always love camilla . he will always stay close . he will try to be the best friend that she could ask for , until the end of time … as long as she lets him .
SHE PATIENTLY LETS HIM TALK ; let’s him get it all out , everything he needs to say. as long as they speak, she feels like they are in limbo --- some terrible yet strangely comforting state in-between falling and crashing. and like the last time she’s been here, in this s p h e r e , she’s barely breathing through it ; waiting for the hard ground to meet her. ( his last word rings in her ears . ) yet impact does not come --- not yet , anyways. julian’s hands at her waist are like an anchor , keeping her suspended in the air, saving her ( yet the atmosphere is thin, so terribly thin --- she thinks she might suffocate instead ) . camilla’s internal wavering lasts but a second, though it feels much longer. ( it feels like eternity . ) she takes a deep breath the moment the darklighter finishes, and though it’s more of a sigh than a steadying inhale, it’s enough to pull herself together ; to put a smile on her face, small as it is. “ you won’t loose me, ” she repeats her earlier sentiment, almost begging him to believe her. her hands move to his upper arms and she squeezes them lightly, to reassure him, most of all ( --- but also to make sure her affirmation remains at a safe distance, for both their sakes ) . “ nothing is going to change. ” it’s both true and false in the worst possible ways. the demon won’t treat him any differently than she always has ; hell , she probably couldn’t if she tried. it’s both a promise and a damnation . and yet --- he’s getting married ; isn’t be bound to change? camilla doesn’t believe in any of the crap some humans made out of god’s word a few thousand years ago, if she ever had any faith in those words to begin with ; but she does believe in the meaning of vows , and she knows other promises of forever will soon trump these. will have to. ( but a little voice in her mind --- envy’s voice, reminding her of her nature --- speaks up: you will be here another eternity or two ; will she ? camilla shakes it off, though, unwilling to even imagine that heartbreak for her ... friend . ) she knows julian is a good man , and so she knows he means what he says ; but she also knows that in order to keep one’s word, others might have to be broken, especially when dealing in absolutes . she has lived ‘ forever ’ --- and she knows it would be cruel to hold him to it. ( not that saying as much would calm him down now ; and even if it did , she wouldn’t risk loosing him outright over it. ) it is hard to sieve the resignation from her voice before she speaks again, but she manages, focusing on what truly matters: the now , not the soon . what is left in her tone is sincerity and affection. “ you are ... one of the most important people in my life. one way or another-- ” i love you . “ --you, and violet too , are family . and that is not going to change, not ever . i’ll always be here for you. ” even if it hurts. even if you aren’t. even if you don’t want me to anymore ; i’ll be here. once more, her right hand travels to his face ; gently stroking it once, twice, one last time before her hands sink down. “ so please , don’t worry. we’re okay. we are okay . ”
#violentdesires#☀ — && interaction .#☀ — julian rhodes ( 001 ) .#( ma'am are you / hard of hearing / bc i s2g )
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& ADELA KIRKMARY :
adela stared at the blonde as she laughed, something about it was enchanting. like beaches or when there was an open road ahead. “it wasn’t horrible, i got to read disney books and sister rose taught me a lot of the standard things, in case i wanted to leave when i got older.” offering a reassuring smile, it was all she could do. the more she talked to the blonde she wondered if she was making a friend or frenemy. “that’s probably the nicest thing i’ve heard since i got here really – well calming thing at least.” her brain was replaying cosimos warning and the rather intimidating woman from the bar as well that it almost missed the slight change in the others eyes. her mouth popped open, a finger lifting momentarily before dropping, knowing it was rude to point. “you’re an angel too? wait – no you don’t … are you?“ the way the shined made her think of them, although the last one had two different colors adela wasn’t totally sure if it was common thing.
THE GIRL’S INNOCENCE was adorable , although camilla could guess it’d spell trouble in the future ; if it didn’t already, if this was the first non-worrying interaction she’d had since coming here. the notion made the demon pause briefly and assess her again --- and only now the familiar aura camilla hadn’t bothered to examine closer before fully clicked. nephilim . ah . that’d do it, for most celestials and downworlders. ( she really needed to start paying attention to who she interacted with ; her perception was never off but by far too easily distracted. ) despite the hint of concern bubbling up, camilla chuckled at being proclaimed an angel . “ you’re not technically wrong, just a few millennia too late . now you might want to locate me a few levels below heaven. ” she gave the information, wrapped in a tease as it was, a moment to settle , then continued: “ but don’t worry ; demons aren’t all the church --- or disney movies , for that matter --- make us out to be. well , most of us, anyways. me , at the very least. ” she kept her tone light and her smile as non-threatening as possible, trying not to scare the girl any more ; then extended her hand. “ for the most part, i’m just camilla . ”
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