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[sane_bombardier]

*Clothes he wears leave him with ghost-images of Snowden and Snowden's message, so no clothes = no disturbing memories. It makes perfect sense. He's done it before, and it worked then too. True, Colonal Cathcart had seemed a bit bothered by it, but then General Dreedle hadn't seemed to mind at all, and he outranked Cathcart so that was okay.

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[theboywho_lived]

I know about World War 2.... I also am involved in a war in.. well, the same world but not as many .. regular people know about my part of the world. So I know what it's like to have people wanting to kill you too. I was almost killed when I was one, my parents were murdered by the person who tried to kill me too and he and his followers have tried again numerous times... *sighs and rubs his forehead* I.. haven't exactly had your experience but I know how you must feel. I've seen decent people and people I love get taken so.. pointlessly. But you know there's not much point in holding on to memories like that. I know it's not easy to forget them and move on but sometimes you just have to. Or you end up just sitting around all gloomy and what's the point of that? You worry about mortality... Well, right there is a reason to get out there and really live. Have fun while you can. I know any moment I could be killed, my life has been virtually on borrowed time since I was born and I won't say I've always done the best with it but I've realised that I need to move forward and you should too. *bites his lip slightly* Um, sorry to go on a bit... There must be some way you can get past that memory and get back to.. some sort of normal.

[sane_bombardier]

I don't want to hold on to the memories. I want to forget. I just can't. I had, enough to get on with my life, but now they're back.

I can't help worrying about my mortality. It's crazy not to. I mean, most people seem to just pretend it's not there. They're ignoring what's true. Life's a sick joke. I mean we're given it, so we know what we stand to lose once it's taken away.

There a millions of things that could kill me, and they worry me. Usually I can live with that though. Just now I keep remembering that and it all seems so hopeless. I end up scared and frustrated and angry, and as long as I keep seeing it in front of me, I can't forget enough to just get on with it.

[theboywho_lived]

You can't worry about every little thing that might kill you. Worrying can kill you. I wish I could say it's easy and time heals and all that rubbish. The point is I had so many nightmares, especially after I saw a boy get killed when I was fourteen - he was just a little older. It still haunts me but it has been... not as intense. I'd say maybe give it some time but maybe you've had plenty and it's.. come back. I know these things can come and go and get stronger and overwhelming and stuff... Is there something else maybe you can think about? Something or someone you can do things with and keep busy so you don't have to relive the other...

[sane_bombardier]

*wry smile* I can. I can also worry that I worry too much and that that will do me harm.

*frowns a little. Harry seems so young to have had to go through these things. Not that he's extra sympathetic towards anyone based on youth, but still*

Sorry to hear you've had to deal with it too.

I could speak to or do things with, which works, incidentally my girlfriend. She's a shrink too, so it's kind of two birds with one stone. I haven't seen her around lately though. At the moment not wearing much helps, but I know that's hardly a lasting solution.

[theboywho_lived]

It's good you have someone close to speak to. I hope you find her again soon. Um... a suggestion? I could maybe make it so you have clothes on but you can't see them.. so maybe it would make you feel better and at the same time other people wouldn't get freaked out by your appearance.

Oh. I can do magic. *he adds in case his words sounded too odd*

[sane_bombardier]

Oh.

*magic again. This place makes his head hurt. But it is a good idea*

Is it dangerous?

[theboywho_lived]

Nah. I reckon it'd be a pretty simple spell. Have you got any clothes I can try it on? I think I just have to adjust a word for the effect as it's really only a kind of illusion. *shrugs*

[sane_bombardier]

Okay then. *hands over a shirt and pants* How am I supposed to put the clothes on if I can't see them though?

[theboywho_lived]

Um.. you can still feel them. If you don't want to feel them either - on you, I mean - then I'd have to check to see if that can be done.

Anyway.. *uses his wand and says some words which cause the clothes to be invisible* Hmm... Not quite. I can't see them either.. *frowns for a second then changes his pronounciation* There.. that should do it. Can you see them?

[sane_bombardier]

Um, I'm not sure if it's feeling them too.

*brain breaks slightly at seeing magic performed. It's just that he's lived his life by what is logical and magic never fit into that before*

Wow, that was...something. They're still there? I can't see them.

[theboywho_lived]

Here. *picks up the clothes as he can see them and probably everyone else can too bar the one intended not to* If you forget where you left them you could always find someone else to get them for you. That should work. *smiles slightly* See how you go with that.

[sane_bombardier]

*feels just a bit silly taking something he can't see. It's a weird sensation*

Wow, er, thanks. That's actually pretty amazing.

*not used to 'people can be helpful' and 'magic', so please excuse the lack of eloquence*

[theboywho_lived]

Yeah. I guess I'm used to it by now but sometimes it still seems pretty cool.

No problem either. If you need more clothes done like that or something else, talking even, just let me know. I'm around.

Oh! I don't think I introduced myself, yeah? I'm Harry. Harry Potter. *puts out his hand to shake*

[sane_bombardier]

Yeah, thanks.

*manages a grin* I always forget introductions. John Yossarian. Most call me Yossarian. *shakes hand*

[theboywho_lived]

*smiles back* Good to meet you, Mr Yossarian. I hope you feel better.