itp: private eeeyes. are watching youuuu.

[thispersnickety]

[so if you're dallying around the centre of Camp today, you might feel somewhat as if you're being watched.

That would be because there is a girl sitting at the base of a tree with a rather large camera taking photographs of you. Yes, you. And she's not being that subtle about it. In fact.]

Hey, smile for the camera!

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[ofsevenbelles]

[whips out her own camera]

Oh look, another photographer.

[thispersnickety]

That camera looks kinda rare.

[ofsevenbelles]

I guess you could call it a 'collector's item.'

[thispersnickety]

It looks lighter than mine, anyway. Though this one's pretty specialised.

[ofsevenbelles]

It's not anything fancy, but it gets the job done.

[thispersnickety]

What's the job?

[ofsevenbelles]

Taking pictures, duh.

[thispersnickety]

Taking pictures of what, I mean. Unless you're just one of those girls who like to take photos of themselves from above at parties, in which case, carry on.

[ofsevenbelles]

I don't need to remind myself of how great I look. I take pictures of people. Like what you're doing right now.

[thispersnickety]

Oh, I see. Just a hobby, huh?

[ofsevenbelles]

-Sure! That's exactly what it is!

[thispersnickety]

Oh, hey, was that a telling pause?

[ofsevenbelles]

Of course not ♥

[thispersnickety]

Well, colour me curious.

[ofsevenbelles]

Every woman needs to maintain a certain air of mystery about her, wouldn't you say?

[thispersnickety]

Maybe, but I don't do well with mysteries. I tend to enjoy crushing them under my heels.