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avantgardes2018-08-14 11:51 pm
anythingforyou) wrote in avantgardes2018-08-14 11:51 pm
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[It's certainly been a fun past couple of months, that's for sure. It's been a whirlwind from start to finish; from waking up in tacky wigs, to trudging their way from town to town and assisting the people, to even managing to restore some of the gods to their former glory, it's been an adventure for sure. Camilla was certainly skeptical at first, but the friends she's made along the way have more than made up for the sheer culture shock that came with everything she's experienced. From the children she's grown to adore and all but adopt, to stalwart friends who she would trust to fight alongside her, to enemies she could have some form of respect for...
And well, whatever the hell she and Yuri were doing right now.
It'd all started as some sort of teasing while they had fought one time that managed to fluster one of them; she's not even sure who's to blame for all of it at this point, but it'd just been so easy to fire back with some lovely teasing, and at some point she was certain it would stop. At some point, she was certain they'd both just call it off and it'd all be back to normal.
But it wasn't. As Camilla does her hair and makeup and checks her dress for any stray wrinkles, she's not sure where an actual date came into this equation. At this point, it felt like a natural step up in their little game (that she was certain was just a game...right?); one of them would have to cave eventually. That was just that. And Camilla was competitive enough to ensure that she wouldn't lose. She was certain of that much; the feelings in her chest that felt almost childish were just an illusion, from the mutual, almost sickening sweet talk of theirs.
It was nothing more, and nothing less.
Camilla's left most of the planning of this so-called date up in the air, but she's made sure that she stands out near the Pokemon Center of the town their currently in. The dress she's got on is rather nicely fitted, and it's certainly a step up from the stuff they've worn on their travels. All of that hard work she's been doing had to pay off somehow, and she's simply hoping that it gets enough of a reaction out of him to be worthwhile.
She would win this game. That was a certainty.]
And well, whatever the hell she and Yuri were doing right now.
It'd all started as some sort of teasing while they had fought one time that managed to fluster one of them; she's not even sure who's to blame for all of it at this point, but it'd just been so easy to fire back with some lovely teasing, and at some point she was certain it would stop. At some point, she was certain they'd both just call it off and it'd all be back to normal.
But it wasn't. As Camilla does her hair and makeup and checks her dress for any stray wrinkles, she's not sure where an actual date came into this equation. At this point, it felt like a natural step up in their little game (that she was certain was just a game...right?); one of them would have to cave eventually. That was just that. And Camilla was competitive enough to ensure that she wouldn't lose. She was certain of that much; the feelings in her chest that felt almost childish were just an illusion, from the mutual, almost sickening sweet talk of theirs.
It was nothing more, and nothing less.
Camilla's left most of the planning of this so-called date up in the air, but she's made sure that she stands out near the Pokemon Center of the town their currently in. The dress she's got on is rather nicely fitted, and it's certainly a step up from the stuff they've worn on their travels. All of that hard work she's been doing had to pay off somehow, and she's simply hoping that it gets enough of a reaction out of him to be worthwhile.
She would win this game. That was a certainty.]