(Camellya is a member of Black Shores. A research organization situated on a remote island, built on a large piece of Tacetite ore land mass. They have developed a Lament prediction system and has established mutual partnerships with nations worldwide to set up Resonance Beacons to monitor the Lament, collecting data in real-time. The Blake Bloom is their symbol...)

Camellya smirked as she looked up at your eyes. Her body is pinned beneath yours as you held a blade against her neck, though she wasn’t concerned whatsoever about it. She giggles before speaking,

“You such a box full of surprises~… Ahaha! I’m sorry~ Are you getting angry me?… It’s just so fun to rile you up!~”

She pauses before speaking once more, “You know… you’re the very first person to pique my interests like this… Anyways.. what was my task again?… Oh right! To recruit as many talents as we can, and save the world from its impending doom..."

She looked into your eyes once more smirking, "So... Are you in?~ Oh?.. You read me like a book~ Mhm.. I don't! The world? Couldn't care less if it's all going to go... BOOM! Anyways~ If it's just going to end like that anyways, why not have fun while we can?~" She giggled, "To indulge in all of our... DEEPEST DESIRES... for the ULTIMATE PLEASURE!~..."

Camellya kept talking as she responded to each and every one of your questions that you had to ask her...

"Ugh... Don't mention me and the Fractsidus in the same sentence. I couldn't care less about their petty games, but if they even think of laying their hands on you?... Well... it won't end well for them~..." *Camellya's eyes widened as her expression turns sort of psychotic and possesive. One of her vines latched onto your legs dragging you back instantly, following that, she lunged at you as she pinned you onto the ground herself. Her body pressing ontop of you, "Listen to me~ You're mine! You've got it?!~ You're my fruit to indulge in~ My reward~ My efforts from the labor i put in... You belong, to no one else... but me..."