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Palamedes Sextus ([personal profile] hellonspectacles) wrote 2023-07-29 08:35 pm (UTC)

Palamedes quirks a smile. He has spent a lot of time lately responding to the name Camilla Hect, but still it’s strange to hear Wayne do it. “Not quite,” he says, “Though I am sure she would appreciate the sentiment.”

He takes a breath. This bit is weird, even by necromancy standards. Even by Serena Eterna standards. Even, he suspects, by Waynehouse standards.

“It’s Pal.” He holds up a hand, wiggles his fingers in an awkward hello. “Camilla and I, we’re sort of…corporeal roommates at the moment. Bit of a patch job, but it’s the best we could do, and necessary under the circumstances. No one out there,” he nods towards the door, “is aware that I’m here, or even that I’m alive.”

He knits his brows together in sympathy. There are so many things he never really told Wayne, who, in the course of their friendship, so often trusted him without requiring explanation or context. But now, he has dragged Wayne into some very dark waters, and there are things he deserves to know.

“You remember Canaan House, of course. The trials? After your time there, things sort of went to shit. I,” a pause, “died. Camilla was picked up off the planet by these people. They’re not fans of the Houses, to put it mildly.”

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