#notjustclockwork

So far camp had been everything that Ji Eun had thought it would be and she’d settled in to her new cabin rather quickly. She been enjoying the activities as odd as some of them may have been and she’d even made a friend or two. Ji Eun was currently leaving her cabin after having rushed there after lunch to get her camera. She had some time before lunch was over so she thought she’d use the time the take some more photos.

Ji Eun looked down at the ground as she carefully climbed down from where the cabin was perched on the cliff and set about finding her first victim. She had made it her mission during the summer to get at least one photo of everyone during camp and she didn’t care if they knew she’d taken the photo or not. So far she’d only landed in hot water because of the photos twice but she had somehow managed to get away with it. She carefully followed a student into the nearby woods before capturing them on film. She smiled to herself as she completed her mission before she was distracted by a plant with bright red flowers, she’s never seen it before but it looked pretty. She was sure that if she got a photo of it and showed it to some people at the camp at least one of them would know what it once.

The World: What country would you most like to visit?

✉ for an 2 AM text

I know it’s late, but you don’t sleep, do you? Could we maybe get some tea?

✘ for an unsent text

I never knew I could feel this way about anyone.

☠ for a threatening message

Stay away from me. I only destroy the things I love.

❤ for a lusty/loving/affectionate message

I really do like you. You fascinate me in every way and I can’t wait to get to know you better. I’m glad it’s you whose hand I can hold.

♣ for a drunk message

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You know I wasn’t kidding when I said Ana could become good at cracking jokes. With practice, she could probably deliver countless punch lines, I mean, she’s already got the poker face down pat, aye? 

It’s not a very ridiculous notion even if one were to consider that she came here to study being more human-like, but think about it, humour is part of being human, isn’t it? I truly wish the best for Ana, and I’m glad she considers me a friend.

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Drafts (2)

To: AnastasiaSubject: (none)———————————————

I may have been the one that upset a loom in the Weaving classroom the other day. I hope it wasn’t yours. 

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He had fallen asleep by the window, the mannequin awkwardly sitting beside him. Face flushed with alcohol and fatigue, Finnian’s head lolled to the side while the empty bottle in his hand fell on the floor with a dull thud.

Now this slight noise disturbed someone else in the room and alerted them of the selkie’s presence, and before long a figure stood beside him. A voice called him back to his inebriated consciousness and Finnian answered with a slight mumble.

“You must not sleep here, Finnian,” a familiar voice told him.

“I’m staying here, Jenn. Stay here with me, aye,” he muttered; swiping at the blurry figure he saw when he tried opening his eyes. He caught something by what felt like the waist, and thinking it was his mannequin, the boy pulled her to him in an awkward hug.

“I like you, Jennifer… but I really love Wyvern,” he breathed sleepily, adjusting his cheek against what he thought was Jennifer’s abdomen. “I feel… like I’ve made myself so… weak… when I decided… I will love her…”