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[onceandfutureprat]

That was... there is something incredibly wrong in your head, Admiral.

[. . .

Augh he can still remember it. He still remembers making out with Morgana]

Merlin, bring me my sword. [He has some honorable suicide to commit.]

[Later; Spam for Arya]

[Once he's gotten over his own drama concerning the breach (which actually takes him about a full day to do), Arthur realizes that he didn't see Arya at all during it and hasn't heard from her at all since. He doesn't want to assume it was bad for her too, but it doesn't hurt to check up on her anyway.

He makes his way to her quarters, and knocks sharply.]

Comments

[wedonot]

What happened?

[onceandfutureprat]

I spent the last four days.... in a... with Morgana. [Don't make him say it, Charles >|]

[wedonot]

Oh. That's... unfortunate. [He could you know. Always take those memories away.]

[onceandfutureprat]

'Unfortunate'? [DO IT. DO IT HE WANTS YOU TO]

[wedonot]

What do you want me to say, Arthur? I'd rather throw myself off a bridge than end up with memories of kissing my sister!

[onceandfutureprat]

That would be more appropriate.

[Private]

[wedonot]

[Man, he is seriously debating whether or not this is a good idea, but you know what? That breach has really just convinced him that there's nothing wrong with him, and being afraid of what people might think is a waste of time and energy.]

If you wanted - and I certainly understand why you might not - I could erase the memories of what happened. Or at least suppress them, slightly.

[Private]

[onceandfutureprat]

[.... ho boy this is sorely tempting. But does he actually want magic to be used on him?]

... I don't know.

[Private]

[wedonot]

It's just an offer, Arthur, you certainly don't have to say yes.

[Private]

[onceandfutureprat]

[He's quiet for a long time before his still present innate distrust of magic wins out.]

No. Thank you.

[Private]

[wedonot]

You're welcome.