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Cameron Michaels (galactic_hippy) wrote in snyderville,
@ 2009-12-04 21:46:00

Entry tags:

cameron michaels, remy clements

Who: Rémy Clements, Cameron Michaels
What: Cameron visits Rémy in his cell and finds him packing to leave
Where: Compton County Jail, cell block B
When: one fine day
Rating: PG-13 :)
Status: complete

Bailey wasn't the only person trying to make their prison fortress a little more homey. Someone had stocked the visitors lounge with an assortment of board games... Everything from 'Hungry, Hungry Hippos' to a hand-carved alabaster chess set. Cameron had decided that the classic kids' game 'Cootie' would be the perfect ice-breaker for a visit to Rémy.

She'd felt like he was avoiding her ever since her first yoga lesson. The class hadn't exactly been a success. Most of the participants had slipped out early! Undaunted, Cameron expected this attempt to connect with the guy who'd saved her life and kept her company on the first night of the zombie uprising to be much more successful. Rémy was always more relaxed when they were alone.

She breezed into cell block B without bothering to knock, announcing her presence at Rémy's door with a cheery hello.

"I brought Cootie!" Cameron announced with a grin. She was about to make a joke about not having real cooties when she realized that Rémy seemed to be in the midst of packing.

"Oh, are you moving? We've got a couple of empty cells in H block," she offered brightly.

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taxidermist
2009-12-05 03:36 am UTC (link)

Rémy nearly smacked his head on the top bunk when she greeted him abruptly. He'd been busy trying to shove his portable typewriter into his hiking backpack when she'd arrived, effectively shattering his plans of leaving unannounced and unmissed. He really did believe that leaving without bidding any farewells face-to-face was the best possible route - good-byes were not one of his strong points, and he was reasonably sure that if Cameron asked him to stay, it would be near-impossible for him to refuse her.

He hated the ups and downs of puppy love. But as much as he tried to convince himself that he ought to try to shake these feelings of adoration, his heart had other ideas. The only way to deal with unrequited love, he'd decided, was to take oneself as far away as possible from it. A book and note he'd intended on leaving for her lay on the bed nearby, tied with ribbon.

Startled, he turned around to face her, trying to give her the least suspicious smile he could muster. So much for making a clean break.

"Cootie, eh? Is that a game?" he asked her, not-so-subtly skirting the subject of moving.

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galactic_hippy
2009-12-05 04:17 am UTC (link)

"It is. When you were a kid in grade school, did the boys pretend that the girls all had cooties? And the only cure was a cootie shot," Cameron reminisced.

She thought she knew what was going on here: Rémy was planning to move to one of the really remote cells in the prison. Someplace isolated, like down by the infirmary or even one of the horrible solitary confinement rooms. Cameron really couldn't understand why Rémy would want to do such a thing. It seemed horribly depressing to her! It seemed silly to try and talk him out of it, however. If he felt better with a little distance between himself and the rest of the residents, she wouldn't judge.

She'd just have to find excuses to visit him more often!

"This version of Cootie is nothing like that, though," Cameron reassured Rémy.

	galactic_hippy 2009-12-06 10:33 pm UTC (link)
	Being kissed was adequately distracting, at least for a minute or two. Then Cameron went back to the buttons, oblivious to any hint that Rémy might prefer a slower approach. "It's only fair, Rémy," she giggled in response to his skeptical look. "You've seen me without my shirt on." It seemed best to kiss Rémy some more before he could protest. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)