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camilla the sixth. ([personal profile] hect) wrote in [community profile] polylogs 2021-09-18 05:02 am (UTC)

i.

The figure standing in front of the carnival game is new and yet strangely, hauntingly familiar.

From behind: a compact, muscled body dressed in those now-ubiquitous traveller's robes. Black hair, still cut blunt at her chin. A young woman standing light on her feet as if she's perpetually ready to bolt, even as she scrutinises the game in front of her. Of course cavaliers would be drawn to feats of strength— except, remembering how the puzzles had gone back at Canaan House, she hasn't actually put hand to hammer yet.

At the sound of that lightly amused voice (also hauntingly familiar—), Camilla spins on her heel to look back at Gideon.

And something flickers in her expression: surprise cracking through that usual stoicism; startlement, disbelief. She's usually so much better at that poker face, but even more than Palamedes, she has a few reasons to be surprised at seeing this particular cav. "Ninth," she says, blinking. That blink is the equivalent of a dropped jaw, in most other people.

But she marshals herself together quickly. The Sixth are always quick adapters. "Haven't tried it yet. Don't really trust it. Also, hi."

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