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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[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?

[burninglight]

...You're trying. Haven't killed him yet, that counts for a lot.

[founderinglight]

Hasn't even taken his punch, not that I understand saving it.

[Izunia would rather get it done with and move on.]

[motherfucking_ghost]

You think I'm trying? Do you? Cuz I sure don't.

[burninglight]

...

[Ardyn just shrugged, leaning on Church's shoulder.]

Idiot's right, you haven't kicked his ass yet.

[founderinglight]

Which, for the record, is another item on the "wish you'd get it over with already."

Though not in front of Verity, please.

[Bonp. She loves you too dad.]

[motherfucking_ghost]

...Look, maybe I'm trying a little? But I'm trying to not fight. That's just what it ends up being. I don't want to upset Ardyn. When did this become about me?

[burninglight]

It's about you as much as it's about either of us. Comes with the territory of you and I being a package deal of sorts, beloved.

[founderinglight]

It's true. Kind of what those rings mean.

[After a moment, he sighs.]

I just don't understand what you get out of carrying such animosity constantly.

[motherfucking_ghost]

I'm not carrying anything. It's just there. Easily within reach at all times.

[burninglight]

Anger's easy to fall back on and hard to let go of. [A shrug.]

[founderinglight]

Not for me. It's exhausting to hang onto. And traumas aside, I don't like the angry me.

[motherfucking_ghost]

Anger's the easiest thing in the world, next to remembering to breathe.