5th Metal / open video

[godsays]

[ The video turns on Zane, who is somewhat disheveled, but, to the discerning eye, different than usual. Something too intent and high-strung has been muted, and there is a dangerous hint in his eyes. ]

Cassel is... hurt.

Someone needs to collect him.

Level 4, Cabin 12.

[ And video off. ]



[ ACTION SPAM (edited to add) ]

[ And now Zane is in zero.

He sits alone, arms crossed over his chest, his face hard and blank.

Come and visit! ]

Comments

[mistconduct]

You unbelievable shithead.

Come on. Where the fuck are you? Let's fucking go. You want to fuck around with guys like Cassel, I'm his size and I don't have his powers. Fucking asshole Mistborn, you don't screw with a dog and not expect the fucking pack to ram its teeth in your fucking neck..

[Private to Chris]

[wemaketheworld]

Isn't your fight.

[Private to Chris]

[mistconduct]

Shut the fuck up. Shut the fuck up right now, that is bullshit. I know it's hard for you to imagine because you don't have fucking friends and no one cares about what happens to you, but if someone fucks with someone you like like this, you go after them and you make them pay for it.

[Private to Chris]

[wemaketheworld]

No. Get all facts first. Evidence. Then seek justice. Pointless otherwise.

Talk to Cassel first. Act second.

[Private to Chris]

[mistconduct]

I'm on my way now.

What the fuck have you been doing?

[Private to Chris]

[wemaketheworld]

Not important.

Meet you after. Name place. Will talk more then.

[Private to Chris]

[mistconduct]

I don't have anything to say to you unless you bring me a present and only if that present is Zane's fucking fingernails.

Ten of them. I want the set.

[Private to Chris]

[wemaketheworld]

Isn't how this works. Not here to fulfill your demands.

Talk to Cassel. Then meet me in gym. Not optional. Will be waiting.

[And he will come get you if you don't show up.]

[Private to Chris]

[mistconduct]

Go fuck yourself. My friend is hurt.

[godsays]

I mean he asked for it.

Talk to him first.

[mistconduct]

No, asshole. I want you to tell me first.

[godsays]

It's not your business.

[mistconduct]

You are so unbelievably full of shit. This is my business. This is so far up my business that you would have to suffer traumatic brain injury before you believed that anything to do with Cassel's being hurt wasn't my business.

That sounds like a fucking awesome idea, by the way: traumatic brain injury. Maybe if I fucking concussed you into a fucking coma you could get stuck like that and spend your time on the Barge as a fucking vegetable.

[godsays]

I wouldn't recommend you try.

[mistconduct]

No, I really do want to try.

[godsays]

I'm not going to let you hurt me.

[mistconduct]

Then you fucking better prepare to kill me, asshole. Because if you don't, I'll kill you first. I will fucking end you. You can deathtoll and I'll be waiting outside the infirmary to shoot you again, and again, for however fucking long it takes until you get it through your goddamn head that as soon as you fucking touch Cassel you wrote yourself a goddamn death warrant.

private/text

[patheticvillain]

dont hes telling the truth

come here?

private/text

[mistconduct]

[Cassel's reply is like cold water thrown over a hot plate. Instantly, much of Chris' fury evaporates and he starts to head up the stairs to the infirmary, rather than Zane's cabin]

Yeah coming.

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[patheticvillain]

thanks. sorry

[Second apology today. What is this.]

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[mistconduct]

fucking assholes.

[It's hard to tell who Chris means by that, as he hikes up the stairs to find his friend and wring the truth out of him]

spam

[patheticvillain]

[He's half-sitting up in bed when Chris gets there, looking to the door. Most of his bruises are hidden - what shows is bruising on his collarbone, the beginnings of a mark on his face, and a split lip. There's no question he's in pain, but more than anything he looks worried. Kon had said this would upset Chris.]

[Clearly Kon was right.]

spam

[mistconduct]

[Red-faced, furious, and at the edge of his patience, Chris arrives in the infirmary, storming over to Cassel's bed and standing in front of him, looking on. He's not death-tolling but he seems to have gotten knocked around a bit, and instantly his rage jumps another notch. It's okay when he gets hurt, but one of Chris' best and worst faults is undying loyalty without question to a few select people, and this sort of affront can't be let go]

....You have five minutes to say what the fuck happened before I go kill Zane.

[It's eerie, how deadly serious he looks when he says it]

spam; cw: self-injury

[patheticvillain]

[Cassel knows that look. In this moment Chris looks exactly like Lila. It makes his eyes widen, confused.]

[But he doesn't want Zane hurt. If this is anybody's fault it's his.]

I told him to hurt me because otherwise he'd hurt himself.

[This is one of those things he won't tell anybody else. Realistically he knows it's a betrayal of trust, but Chris needs to understand. Cassel owes him that.]

It hurts but I'm okay. He wasn't going to kill me. [Probably?]

spam;

[mistconduct]

[This explanation, if anything, seems to make Chris get more upset. He wordlessly stalks away from the bed, hands up, gesturing madly to himself in a silent rage that would be comical if it wasn't so obvious that he's in visible distress, before returning to the bedpost to express his fury further]

Are you fucking kidding me.

Seriously, I have no idea why you would want to fuck with me like this, Cassel. What in the fuck. Some asshole has mental problems and wants to commit suicide so your fucking solution is to go "Oh, hey, don't do that, punch the crap out of me instead"?

What in the fuck is wrong with you? Either of you?! Jesus fucking CHRIST, look at you! You're in a fucking hospital bed because you went to some mentally unbalanced asshole and gave him a few free fucking shots!