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[throughbamboo]

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[doggonemad]

Fuck! You saw how people were lookin' at that one meetin'. I can't just be like, "hey by the way I think we're fuckin' brainwashed and everything is a goddamn lie."

[throughbamboo]

Yeah, I saw. If yer gonna go sayin' shit like that you'd need proof anyway, and there ain't none of that ya can offer yet.

[runs a hand over his head] Fuck.

[doggonemad]

Right, they'd be like, how the fuck d'you know? Prove you ain't the one bein' brainwashed!

An' . . . yeah. There's nothin'. Just this goddamn feelin' an' my scars.

[throughbamboo]

It'd hafta to wait 'til more people start feelin' the same way at the very least, an' . . . I don't know of anyone else.

[. . .]

Lemme see 'em?

[doggonemad]

[ eyes him flatly for a moment.

then unbuttons his shirt the rest of the way and shrugs it off. ]

[throughbamboo]

[his expression goes a little harder at the look]

Not doubtin' them, I got a different reason for askin'.

[doggonemad]

Yeah, yeah.

[ turns, showing him his back. his irezumi covers them but up close, well. you know. ]

[throughbamboo]

[yeah. Yeah.

He doesn't know what he was expecting but Gray will hear him suck in a breath, then hiss it all out in a curse]

[doggonemad]

I know.

[ moves to grab his shirt, tugging it back on. ]

An' like, maybe if the accident were super freakish they'd come out like that, but that seems real friggin' far-fetched.

[throughbamboo]

Wait.

[Ore lifts a hand to rest on his shoulder, then runs his thumb over the scars there]

This is what they did to ya.

[it's said more to himself, but it isn't a question]

[doggonemad]

[ stops, partway through pulling his shirt back on. ]

Yeah. Uh. Matches the fucked up first vision I got.

[ we don't have to talk about this . . . ]

[throughbamboo]

[. . .]

. . . I called, ya know. Lookin' for ya. No one knew where ya were, but I didn't have time to come find ya.

[doggonemad]

. . .

Ain't like we got the full scope of this shit. Tch.

[throughbamboo]

[squeezes his shoulder and draws his hand back]

Mmm, maybe.

Remember our oath yet?

[doggonemad]

Don't remember makin' it.

[ tugs his shirt back on, buttoning it up about halfway before leaving it there. ]

But I remember takin' it real damn seriously.

[throughbamboo]

Mmm, I remember that too. Serious enough that ya thought ya betrayed me.

[doggonemad]

[ waves a hand. ]

We worked that out.

[throughbamboo]

So ya know 'bout it.

[doggonemad]

Yeah, I know shit.

Does the name "Nue" mean anythin' to ya?

[throughbamboo]

[shakes his head]

I've only heard it in that one vision you got.

[doggonemad]

Okay.

When it does, lemme know.

[throughbamboo]

[his eyes narrow]

This more shit you're keepin' to yourself?

[doggonemad]

S'more shit that's gonna be easier fer both of us when ya do. Ain't any point in talkin' about it now. When "Nue" means somethin', I ain't got any more cards up my sleeve.

[throughbamboo]

[he frowns, giving him a long look]

. . .

As long as you don't cage back up 'bout the rest of the shit, fine.

[doggonemad]

When it does click, yer gonna be like. Damn, Grayjima my bro. You right.