XXXCamille Mikali LetheXXX
Under Contract with the Deadly Sin of Lust
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Camille stood silent at the abandoned beach. They were on the side by the jungle with the ruins; she reached into the front pocket of a dazed priest standing behind her and got her phone. It had been a mistake of the older priest from yesterday to leave this poor young soul alone to keep watch over her. Slightly pleased with herself for getting out of that pickle without Luke's help and getting a soul out of it to boot, she dialed the number of the aforementioned deadly sin.
"Mistress, where are we going?"
"Shush..." Camille looked up at her catch: well built but not bulky young man with deep brown hair and baby blue eyes... Luke will be pleased.
"You'll find out soon enough, pet."
The line kept ringing. She hoped Luke would wake up in the morning for once and pick up.
((OOC: I'm back!! Glorious internet! ))