15th metal . private messages

[godsays]

[ Private to Chris ]

Do I have to kill him?

[ Guess who just woke up and saw the kerfuffle. Zero to rage in thirty-one seconds. ]

[ Private to Cassel ]

Are you well enough to make metals? Because if so, I'm going to ask for pewter, iron and steel.

If not...

[ He doesn't finish that. ]

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[Private]

[mistconduct]

I don't know.

Fuck, I don't know. I have to...fucking...


I have to kill him, and I have to...find Kon.

[Private]

[godsays]

Don't.

I'm good at it, and Cassel might want you to be... the better person.

[Private]

[mistconduct]

Cassel wants you being the better person.

Zane, I fucked up so hard. I fucked up in the fucking worst possible way. This is all my fault, I can't handle it.

[Private]

[godsays]

I'm not. Doing this is... it's another twig, on a bonfire. It doesn't matter. You haven't killed like I have.

Let me fix it.

[Private]

[mistconduct]

I haven't killed anyone. But I fucking want to. I fucking want to kill the prick that did this to Cassel.

How.

[Private]

[godsays]

By killing him. I don't care if someone else got there first. I want him to die at one of our hands.

[ The three of them. Their family. ]

[Private]

[mistconduct]

...I want to see what Cassel says first. I don't fucking...trust myself to do anything right.

I should've talked to Kon..

[Private]

[godsays]

You're not responsible for what I do, then.

[Private]

[mistconduct]

Yes, I fucking am, you asshole. All of this shit that comes out of this? That's on me. I provoked Dent. I made this shit happen.

You sit down, you fucking shut up, you wait for me to tell you what we're doing.

Is that clear?

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[patheticvillain]

No. I'm not. My fingers were just broken.

Don't threaten me.

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[godsays]

I'm not.

But I'm going to go kill him anyway.

private

[patheticvillain]

You're saying that if you don't get metals you're going to go after him anyway. When you could lose. That's a threat.

private

[godsays]

I have enough. I'll win.

private

[patheticvillain]

[No words. Just shallow breathing, the beginnings of the choppy hiccups that signify tears. He swallows them back down.]

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[godsays]

I can't let him go without hurting him.

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[patheticvillain]

You're hurting me! Now!

[Vicious, desperate, and pained. He doesn't think there's anything he can do to change Zane's mind. Doesn't know why he's trying.]

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[godsays]

Why don't you want this? It's everything he deserves and I want it to come from us. Our family.

[waking up spam]

[heisrisen]

[He's there, writing in a notebook - pouring out a ridiculous amount of data from memory and trying to synthesize it for Iris. There's two glasses of water (one full, one half full) and a plate of food beside him, simple, snackable things like fruit and cheese. He's halfway through an orange right now, the rind in one long curl beside the ridiculous processed cakes.]

[godsays]

[He looks to the Emperor. Looks to the food. Sits up, groggily.]

What happened?

[heisrisen]

You fell into a coma after the breach. Literally. It's been seven days.

Have some water.

[godsays]

[The glass of water is gone in two swallows, and Zane stares at it like it's betrayed him.]

[heisrisen]

Here.

[The Emperor swaps Zane's empty glass for his partly-full one.]

Are you hungry? Kelsier said he was.

[godsays]

[He drinks this, as well.]

Yes. I think so. I feel strange.

[heisrisen]

[He hands him a muffin next.]

Strange how?

[godsays]

Past hungry to the point where I'm not hungry again. Past refreshed to the point where I'm not refreshed again.

[He attacks it bottom first, pulling off little chunks.]