.oo5 // VOICE

[mindgooshed]

I don't suppose that anyone has managed to retain any memories concerning the weekend? Or was everyone affected?

[ his voice is clipped; this entry is short and sweet. .. yeah this is a sensitive subject. ]

Tampering with someone's memory is unforgivable.

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vioce; nobody wants the mindgoosh

[mindgooshed]

[ oh hey it's the guy he had to princess carry home. ]

I'm sure something did; otherwise they wouldn't need to cover it up.

[chainedraven]

[Except that totally didn't happen at all]

One would suppose.

My stock of bullets is almost entirely gone and one of my shirts is torn, like there was some kind of a fight.

[mindgooshed]

[ yeah sure whatever you say

but that. doesn't bode well. barnaby is frowning, not that you can see it. ]

.. I see. Nothing seemed too out of the ordinary for me, everything seems to be in place, but..

[chainedraven]

[He does say, tyvm]

Then I suppose it wasn't something too serious.

[Like, say, a full-scale invasion or a draft or something.]

[mindgooshed]

Serious enough that you nearly exhausted your ammunition supply.

[ you had to be shootin' at someone, princess. ]

[chainedraven]

But I'm only one person. And uninjured.

[mindgooshed]

But whoever those bullets ended up in may or may not be.

Regardless, it's unlikely that we'll ever get those memories back.

[chainedraven]

I can't say I like that idea.

[mindgooshed]

I can't imagine that anyone would. Memories are private, they shouldn't be tampered with.

[chainedraven]

[Gilbert hesitates just a little bit too long for an ordinary pause before replying.]

I would tend to agree, but it's not as though the Malnosso have ever had any respect for our feelings.

[mindgooshed]

I'm not arguing that. However, I'm not just going to act like it never happened, or that it doesn't matter.

[ SENSITIVE SUBJECT. ]

[chainedraven]

[YES. YES, IT IS.]

Are you planning to do something about it?

[mindgooshed]

[ yes. yes he is.

but like hell he's going to say it here on the journals where they're likely being watched. barnaby hates lying, but.. ]

I don't see what I could do, aside from what I'm doing right now. There's nothing else to be done.

[ aka bitching. ]

[chainedraven]

[Gilbert gives a faint grunt and a shrug. All right, less interested now.]

I suppose.

[mindgooshed]

[ gil do you really think he is going to say 'yes' over the journals.

oh, right - ]

Thank you for returning my jacket.

[chainedraven]

[Pause, as he glances around on his end to make sure there's nobody listening. Because this totally isn't an unfiltered journal post or anything.]

....thank you for the loan.

[mindgooshed]

[ god forbid anyone know your big secret, eh? ]

You're welcome.

[chainedraven]

[He just doesn't like you that way okay Bunny

But have an awkward silence for a minute before he finally just closes the journal. Not much else to say, is there.]