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[fuckyousoleil]

[In the center of camp, there is a bulletin board. Beneath the bulletin board is a large medical kit. Much like the other two, it has a number pasted on the side in medical tape - "VII." It's also filled to the brim with what one would expect from a med kit. However, unlike the other two, this kit is already open, making today's print out

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[thekingsgambit]

Considering that the doctor continues to deposit these medical kits, I imagine there is some means of actually combating this thing that has yet to be included in these stories.

[recordeadpan]

You ran from the Black Knights. You'd escaped, I was awaiting orders...

[thekingsgambit]

Where?

[recordeadpan]

Near Kamine Island.

[thekingsgambit]

[... Well, that confirms that much at least.]

I see.

[Long pause before tone goes completely flat, detached.]

The gaps in your memory are connected to an... incident from several years ago, around the time of Marianne vi Britannia's assassination.

[recordeadpan]

You know what happened?

[thekingsgambit]

... Ah. It's - complicated.

[recordeadpan]

We have time.

[thekingsgambit]

That - is not what I mean...

[recordeadpan]

?

[thekingsgambit]

[Running a hand through his hair sharply.]

... I do not know if it will be much help to you. It may only lead to further confusion.

[recordeadpan]

Try.

[thekingsgambit]

[Faces her direct.]

You are under a geass.

[recordeadpan]

Your hypnosis?

[thekingsgambit]

No. Something else.

[recordeadpan]

[ok confused now]