Who: Damion, Cameron
Where: outside the town hall
When: early-ish morning
Rating: R
Status: Closed, completed
Summary: Damion begins his exploration of DM, and is threatened by Cameron, though he walks away unscathed.
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And when everything that you do loses beauty // When everything's taboo and unkind // And the only thing you ever dream of is sharpening knives )
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She'd been coming to speak with Ice, but this put a damper on that; her scans indicated a lack of any other life forms in the building save the pair before her. Face entirely void of emotion or anything else, she scanned him as well, though it was less for who he was - she knew that much - and more for what she was dealing with here.
"You should not be here," she added.
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He glanced over to Nenael as the angel stepped past them. Well, he wasn't going to tie him down; let him have his fun as well.
"I am Damion Cohen, and who might you be?" he inquired politely, as if he were nothing more than another newcomer to this particular bubble. He was aware of Belle fluttering against his mind ... but he could keep her out and he knew she'd give up on him after a bit.
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Perhaps that would gain her more trouble than she was bargaining for, but Cameron wasn't one to keep up a pretense, especially one as ludicrous as this. He wasn't supposed to be here; he was meant to be on the other side. The fact that he appeared to have replaced Ice did not bode well.
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He studied Cameron for a moment, replaying the day they'd invaded. She was one of the triplets, though he didn't think she was --
-- oh that was right. She'd broken the boy's wrists. His grin broadened as he recalled that. "How's your ... boyfriend, is it?"
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