therapize: (bruises aren't good)
Camille O'Connell ([personal profile] therapize) wrote in [community profile] entrancelogs 2015-03-15 01:08 am (UTC)

"Wow. So just so we're clear, are you going to make everything I say a vampire joke?" Bad enough that it feels like 99% of what she says is about vampires anyway. Still, she's not actually annoyed or insulted or anything. She just wants to be prepared for an onslaught of supernatural-related puns in the future. "And sure, more beer sounds great, right up until there's some really important class or meeting or something to go to. Funny thing about graduate professors: they don't tend to be impressed when students show up drunk."

Not that Cami's made that mistake, thank God. But she's willing to work with the general assumption that sobriety around people who will one day judge her thesis is the better life choice.

He starts to reach for her, a movement Cami notices just out of the corner of her eye, but then Spike seems to think better of it. She doesn't get why at first, not until she too remembers the last time he tried. But the circumstances had been completely different then, and she offers him a wan smile. "It's okay. No one's killed me in the past few days, so I'm not as skittish as the last time you saw me."

But that he does consider it, decides to withdraw rather than push past where he should go? Cami appreciates it.

Kind of like the advice he gives. He's not a therapist, but someone doesn't have to have schooling to be insightful. While she doesn't believe Wonderland or the people running it have so noble an intention as Spike suggests, the core of it is good. Choosing to focus on better memories, when the people she'd loved had been themselves. And he isn't wrong at all to think that their situations are similiar--moreso than he can realize.

"It's eaiser with my brother. I wasn't there when he was hexed, and it happened quickly." Then Cami only had news reports, clippings from the paper--graffiti scrawled across her brother's grave. "But with my uncle, I saw it all. I tried to help him fight it for as long as I could. He was on a half-dozen medications, but it didn't stop him from losing his mind. I even nearly killed him trying ECT."

It's not the worst of it though. Not even close, and Cami brushes back a stray lock of hair, looking down as she forces herself to say the rest.

"Nothing worked. But I just couldn't let him die that way. So I had him turned into a vampire."

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