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Cameron inhaled deeply and nodded. “He helped me get in. He’s the reason my sisters are alive.”
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Cameron nodded again. “He was the husband to the woman who made it.” He had no idea how he was staying calm in the situation. Perhaps it was Casey.
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(It’s fine)
Cameron sighed deeply. “Yesterday. Last night.”
Name: indigo Tenley
Age (Late teens-late 20s): 18
Gender: female
Sexuality: biromantic
Appearance: indigo has dark grey hair with black streaks, dark green eyes, warm beige skin tone, slight dimples, is around d 5'6"
Personality: Indigo is very sassy and stubborn. She likes to invent things and has an idea journal. Indigo is caring but only if she can trust you. She would rather work on her game than do anythu g else
Specialty (Role): Intel with a history of coding
Weakness(es): when shes nervous, she will stutter and this gets her in trouble, she gets angry if people refuse to acknowledge her point of view, is sometimes a little too caring.
Weapon of choice: a small foldable silver box. The box is electrically charged and is connected via bluetooth to a small keypad wrist covering thingy. She can type in a command and the box will form into which ever small weapon she need. This doenst mean she can form a gun, it means that she can have blades/knives, taser type things, and other small weapons.
Background: develop
Hogwarts House: slytherin with a bit of ravenclaw
Likes (optional): water, cooking, writing, working in her game
Dislikes (optional): spiders, liars, hurting those she cares for
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Other (optional): she has a husky named Talyn that is practically her best friend. She is also an inventor and is in advanced classes so she like to make her own things.
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Cameron nodded miserably, sighing out a shuddering sigh. “Yes. I was there,” He said finally, knowing it was better to say.
(How should I hop in?)
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Cameron couldn’t open his eyes to look at her. He kept them shut but his mouth moving.
“He just… got killed. Literally.”
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Cameron nodded slowly. “I’ll be back in check. Soon. I will be ready for tomorrow.”
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Cameron inhaled deeply and opened his eyes. “Y-yes. I’ll be fine by then. I’ll get myself together.”
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((Luca is doing acrobats in her room feeling all angsty. XD))
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Cameron sighed slowly. “I’ll be okay. I will be.”
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(that delete button is NOT in a convenient spot.)
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(Lmao I’ve done that before. Also yeah the button is really inconvenient…)
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Cameron looked down at the vent. “I… maybe.” He wasn’t accustomed to telling people how weak he was. He was built to hide it away.
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Cameron shook his head. “I can’t promise that, Casey. It wouldn’t be true to me and my person.”
Casey dragged her hand over her face. "Cameron. . . . " She understood where he was coming from. She understood the need to hide your weakness because it could kill you. That didn't mean it made her any less exasperated. She pinched the bridge of her nose, closing her eyes. "I can't . . . have you getting killed because something is going on. I can't." Casey kept her eyes closed.
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Cameron shook his head quickly, his gaze still on the ground. “This won’t hurt me. It won’t get me killed. I promise.” He shut his eyes again. No matter how much he wanted it to, it couldn’t. Too many people depended on him.
Sol was now eating two large cheese pizzas by herself on a couch. She had turned the TV on and was watching Supernatural on it.