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Who: Gilbert Nightray & open to Phancyhive residents/guests
When: Anytime on the 19th.
Where: Sitting room of the Phantomhive estate.
Summary: Gil has been investigating his brother's memory loss and, in turn, has had his own memory tampered with just a tiny bit.
Warnings: Kitten cuddling.

[Anyone visiting the Phantomhive estate on the 19th will end up coming across a rather strange sight. Gilbert Nightray is sitting on the couch near the window in the downstairs sitting room, a few pages of handwritten notes on the table in front of him, one in his hand. The sight in and of itself isn't all that strange, but what's strange is--

He's not wearing gloves.

Well, that and the fact that there's a small, long haired cat in his lap, purring and looking quite content as Gilbert pets him between the ears. There's no crying, no screaming, no rising blood pressure levels, no minor heart attacks. The atmosphere is actually rather peaceful aside from the slight scowl of concentration on Gilbert's face as he reads.

And all it took for this scene to occur was a distant, broken memory rewritten and a stealthy cat who managed to sneak out of the cat nursery upstairs at an opportune time.]

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[There's notes on Vincent's behavior, a list of other people who have exhibited the same type of problems, a lot of small questions written to himself. What do they have in common? Do they eat at the same places? Are they acquaintances at all? Somewhere in there, there's mention of the fight that Gilbert and Vincent had right here in the sitting room, when Vincent had pulled his weapon and threatened to fire a bullet into his forgotten brother's head.

He sighs as he follows Oz over, putting the cat down on the ground as he looks over his shoulder.]

I haven't been able to figure any of it out yet, but neither has anyone else. There's no connection, except that they've all forgotten something important.

[his_own_will]

[ Oz flicks a glance to Gil thinking that perhaps Gil had forgotten an important piece of the puzzle as well. ]

You're really worried aren't you. [ he taps a finger on the paper. ] Maybe I should help. [ Oz has a stake in this now after all. He wants his Gil back! ]

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[He is worried, but that goes without saying at this point. He shakes his head and crosses his arms over his chest, going into Oz Ambition Killing Mode. It's for his own good, okay.]

No, it could be too dangerous.

[his_own_will]

[ Oz gives Gil a smile ] More dangerous then anything we did at Pandora? [ you know, risking life and limb for king and country? Oz can handle danger. It's Gil being like this that he can't. ]

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In a way, it is. At Pandora we had the advantage; we understood the enemy. But this...nothing that's happening makes any sense. We don't know what we're fighting against.

[If this had been an illegal contractor then it would be a far different story.]

We only know what we're trying to protect.

[his_own_will]

[ Oz purses his lips ] So... you don't think I can handle it? [ his eyes glitter sharply ] Or that I don't have things I want to protect? [ oh, be careful what you say, dear Gil. Be careful what you say... ]

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[Oz hasn't lived through that moment yet, but the expression on his face reminds Gil of that moment back in Yura's mansion. I'm glad I can finally fight at your side. It had hurt him to see it, but he'd accepted it back then.

He frowns, turns to look at his feet.]

No...I would never think those things.

[his_own_will]

[ Oz clenches his fists and holds back his tongue. Telling Gil he's infected will only keep him from letting Oz do what he must. Which is help him. ]

Good. Then it's settled. I'll review this while you fetch the tea. [ and Oz can take the opportunity while Gil is gone to copy the list over and start adding his own notes on Gil to it. It's a thing that must be done. ]

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[His shoulders are obviously more tensed, demeanor closed off and anxious. He's not comfortable with it at all, but he'll accept it. He'll accept it because he trusts Oz more than anyone else, and he wants his master to be happy to fight at his side.

But that doesn't mean that he has to take it gracefully.]

Mmh. [He grunts as he turns to walk to the kitchen and prepare the tea.]

[his_own_will]

[ Oz stares after that retreating back, worried and a little hurt. After all this time, he thought Gil and Oz were finally starting to act like a team, together, working towards a common goal.

Had that all been a lie? He was hiding things from Oz...

Smoothing out the now crumpled paper, Oz quickly picks up a pen and starts writing, copying over those notes with a sure and steady hand. He'd put Gil back to rights and then... maybe then Gil will trust him a little bit more. ]