IC INBOX - PHANRIFT

[founderinglight]

one for sorrow, two for mirth
three for marriage, four for birth
five for the truth and six for lying
seven for sickness, eight for dying
nine for silver, ten for gold
eleven for a secret that shall never be told
twelve for the moon, thirteen for the sky
fourteen for the accursed unable to die
and fifteen for my heart's last desire
a new day's dawn, reborn in fire



Izunia Lucis Caelum
Keystone Station Room #11
Network @elevencrows

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[founderinglight]

I'm extremely aware of how common a fantasy it is, I've lost count of the number of times I've been asked about it.

[HUFF. Back to drawing.]

[motherfucking_ghost]

I could talk about how happy I am with my extremely more attractive than his brother husband.

[burninglight]

Leonard, don't pick a fight that'll end in me having to throw someone off the Station.

[founderinglight]

[Ardyn as Church trying to pick a fight goes that doesn't even rate. Raised eyebrows.]

It's alright, I wouldn't expect him to have any other opinion.

[motherfucking_ghost]

He knows how much more handsome you are. I've made him very aware.

[burninglight]

I'm not arguing that I'm the better-looking twin, just that I'm in no mood for antagonizing today.

[founderinglight]

On the scale of it all, this doesn't even count as antagonizing, Ardyn. It's fine.

[motherfucking_ghost]

This is just a fact-stating session.

We can go if that'd be better.

[burninglight]

I don't have to turn and run every time I see my little brother, you know.

[motherfucking_ghost]

...Right, okay. I know you two are...would 'getting along' be an overstatement?

[burninglight]

I prefer 'coexisting'. Implying we'll ever get along for more than perhaps ten minutes at a time is a bit much.

[founderinglight]

Somewhere in the middle, I would think. Things are... very gradually getting better.

[They haven't acted on the urge to hit each other in a while.]

[motherfucking_ghost]

And I have been told not to make matters worse. Several times.

[burninglight]

I'm just...

[. . .]

I'm tired of all the damn fighting. That's all.

[founderinglight]

I don't want to fight. I can't help that some people are inclined to take my every other sentence as some kind of attack.

[Okay that one might be kind of pointed but you know what he means.]

[motherfucking_ghost]

I'm not fighting. This is me. [Church sits himself down in a chair. not very close to Izunia. but also there's only so much space so ymmv.] Not fighting.

[burninglight]

...

[Ardyn sat down next to him, not exactly looking to make things worse by speaking up himself.]

[founderinglight]

[Izunia gives Church a brief Look before going back to his sketch.]

I'm trying. You know that.

[Verity wanders around the table looking for pets, and Izunia gives her back a few strokes.]

[motherfucking_ghost]

...I'm--my being here isn't helping, huh. I can go, you two will behave yourselves, you don't need a Shield for it.

[burninglight]

No- [Ardyn gripped Church's sleeve lightly, like he wanted to stop him getting up and walking out.] ...no, it's okay. Please don't go.

[founderinglight]

[Izunia scratches Verity's ears, watching them for a moment.]

...This is like the thing where you couldn't believe that I don't hate you, isn't it.

[motherfucking_ghost]

I...guess. [He's not going anywhere.] But I mean...you two get along, and he and I...don't so much.

[burninglight]

I'm fairly sure one misstep far enough in the wrong direction would be likely to end in either he or I throwing a punch, even at this point.

[founderinglight]

We get along by virtue of hard, determined work at it. And we still fall face first into each others' issues regularly. I'm just too damn stubborn to give up, as I'm sure you've noticed.

[motherfucking_ghost]

Oh. I've noticed. I'm just bad at...working at this, I guess?