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un: GentlemanPirate

[finethings]

[In the immediate aftermath of this thread, Izzy receives a series of text messages, each spaced out by a few minutes. The last one comes after nearly half an hour.]

Isreal? Did you tell Ed he was broken?!

I hope you know you’ve crushed his spirits. I found him trying to drown himself in the heated bath.

I’m going to need you to return to the ship.

We need to talk. All of us.

Please come back, Izzy.

Please?

un: Basilica

[ninetoes]

No.

[finethings]

[WELL.

Honestly, though, he's not sure what he expected.]

Well, why in the hell not?

[ninetoes]

Because I'm sick to fucking death of listening to your lots bullshit about new lives and sparkly rainbow promises but getting the shit end of it when I dare to fucking do something for myself.

He's fucked off I haven't let him control one insignificant aspect of my life and you know what? I don't care.

Also he can breathe under water. He's being dramatic to manipulate you.

[finethings]

[Oh god, this is worse than he thought.]

Alright. I understand. You and Ed have hurt each other. Both of you. There's no undoing that.

I know you're angry. You have every right to be, I'm sure. But I also know you to be a reasonable man, deep down. Please come and talk with us?

[look izzy he is being Very Very Humble right now :(]

[ninetoes]

[Yeah the backhanded compliment is what really sells it tbh]

To what end? There’s nothing to talk about. If there were he would have messaged me himself, hell he would have stopped me.

[finethings]

He's [How to say this? How to put it without completely betraying Ed's trust?] a bit indisposed.
But he wants to try.
And I do, too.
I haven't forgotten about us, Israel.

[ninetoes]

Israel now. I must be in big trouble.

1, indisposed is Edward for Can’t Be Fucked.

2, this has nothing to do with you and I nor is it fair to use that as leverage against me.

3, case in point, you’re both the same, fuck off.

[finethings]

[I MEAN KINDA]

He's actually quite fucked, which you would see for yourself if you would just come back.
I'm hurt you would assume I was using it as leverage. The fact of the matter is, what we have shared is important to me. It matters.

[Don't make him say he misses you.]

Are you that willing to let go of it? Of all your history with Ed, for that matter?

[ninetoes]

Read it back and tell me you didn’t just make this about you.

Did he tell you why we fought?

[finethings]

I am simply expressing my feelings, Izzy. This is bigger than just me.

He did. It sounded unpleasant.
Please tell me you didn't say he was broken.

[ninetoes]

So he told you that he lost his shit because he found out I had the audacity to make a friend outside his sphere of influence.

He told you that.

[finethings]

[oh. huh.]

He didn't, actually. Just that the two of you couldn't achieve Synchrony any longer, that you both fought about it, and that you left.

You mean Dean, don't you?

[ninetoes]

[God getting jumpscared by fucking text messages.]

That very much depends on why you want to know.

[finethings]

No particular reason. We've met. He seems to like you. Edward didn't mention that bit, as I said.

[ninetoes]

He wouldn't. Woe be unto Edward Teach having to admit he's ever done anything wrong in his life.

Listen to me very carefully, Stede. Dean is off fucking limits. Understand?

[finethings]

He was a bit distracted being concerned about his gem being faulty or something, in his defense.

Certainly. Whatever you like. Nothing happened between us, I assure you.

[ninetoes]

Which I assume isn't the case, it's just he and I, is that right.

I hadn't even considered something might have happened.

I am now considering.

Spill. Now.

[finethings]

It appears that way, I'm afraid.

I'm being serious, Israel, nothing happened. He invited me for dinner, we ate dinner, we parted ways. Haven't spoken since, in fact.

[ninetoes]

I would so love to believe that

[finethings]

Hand to God. You may ask him yourself, if you like.

[ninetoes]

I'll do that. Seeing as I'm in his bed.

[finethings]

Oh

[He's not jealous, nope, not even a little bit, not even at all. He definitely doesn't feel something dark rise unbidden in his throat, claustrophobic, eyes flashing the same shade of green as the gem in his ankle.]

Very well, then. Go on. Ask him.

[ninetoes]

[Good. If Stede can feel for a moment what Izzy has felt with him and Ed, it's worth it. Tonight is as fine a night as any to ruin everything. Fuck it, let the world burn.]

He can't talk right now. I'll get back to you.

[finethings]

[oh sweet merciful Christ he wants to murder that guy]

Fine. I'm going to go make love to Edward and remind him what it's like when it's good.