chemveil | IC Spam

24 HOURS AFTER THIS.

Can I be done fucking off now?

I'm cleaning house and located a few items that were missed when I promised that I would tell you everything. I'm here to set matters straight in the name of friendship, honesty, and you not killing me in my sleep. I will only discuss one of these topics at a time.

Recent lies of omission in chronological order:

I withheld ROM chocolate bars from you.

I've been [...] tentatively cleared for the field. A recon mission only, and with a Medical handler. Yes, I'm afraid and no, I'm not worried.

I slept with Nikola the night before we reconciled.

The Mess gave us each an extra brownie when I retrieved dinner, which I ate on my way back to you.

I believe my midlife crisis is having developed a sweet tooth.

Edited (this is so stupid) 2026-02-05 20:56 (UTC)

Dear diary,

[...] I may have flown too close to the sun, so to speak. [...] Romantically. [...] While there are plenty of better ways to phrase this without the use of tired idioms, unfortunately all cylinders are dedicated to Kamchatka even though (— If I'm honest. May I be honest? I'll be honest: —) I may prefer to expend them on [...] this. Right now. As I can't decide how to proceed and I'd very much like to.

Such is life.

From Russia (shortly) with love (forever),
Domingo

P.S. Don't tell Maryle.

Edited (the last thing he sends before leaving for russia ✌️ byeeee) 2026-02-18 21:24 (UTC)

Have you figured out the best way to be like "hey, so, I know you haven't seen your family member in a long time, but surprise, they're actually an undercover agent and they'll be on board the Mnemo soon!" yet?

[after this]

Paging Dr. Bone.

2/4, DM.

dm, 2/5.

dm, early 2/18.

2/19, DM.