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FIFTY EIGHT ✖ VOICE

[Private to Zane]

[He's not really sure what to make of the pairing announcements in some ways, but he's hoping it's a good thing that they've already had some time to get used to each other, that there's some manner of trust there. He knows he screwed up with Felix and feels like he's been more or less useless to Morgana, but Zane seems like someone who needs some positive direction, and he's hopeful he can provide that.]

I've got your file. We should probably arrange a time to meet. Do you have a preference? [He assumes you've been let out of Zero by now, but.]

[Filtered to Erik, Jean and Alex]

[Charles sounds more serious than tired, although there's certainly a sort of weariness in his voice because this is not exactly a fun topic to be discussing.] Considering it seems as though whatever destination the Barge is heading towards isn't exactly going to be a pleasant one, I'd highly recommend everyone taking precautions in case we're left somewhere dangerous without access to our abilities or other means of defending ourselves. ["Like the Vanquish" is going unsaid, but the three of you know why he'd be overly cautious about an announcement like that, so.]

Obviously there's no guarantee that we'll be able to bring supplies with us, but in case there is, I'd strongly suggest making certain your flight suits are on hand and undamaged, and potentially even packing an emergency kit to leave with them.

[He knows he's sounding kind of bossy, but he's worried and doesn't want anything to happen - even though it probably will anyway - so he's maybe stepping up and saying something about this instead of just letting things happen. B(]

[Private to Erik]

[And now putting the other two off the filter because the grown ups need to talk.]

We should talk.

[Private Separately to Barbara and Arthur]

If your schedule permits it, I'd be very interested in upping the number of days we train. [He's assuming at least Arthur won't mind having an extra few hours a week to beat the crap out of him at least.]

[Private to Gwaine]

Are you still interested in sparring?

[Private to Bruce]

[He feels kind of awkward asking this, but.] I have a favor to ask.

[Private to Merlin]

[Wryly:] I'd say "how do you feel about heading up to the CES", but considering it sounds as if the Admiral's turned it into a bit of a minor war zone, I'm not certain it would necessarily be the best place to catch up.

[Private Separately to Rorschach and Kon]

I'd like to talk with you about what happened between Cassel and Zane.

[Private to the Admiral]

Please deliver three months supply of copper and tin to Zane's room, and a small supply of other allomancy metals to my room in case the need for them arises.

[And after talking with Erik about the upcoming port:]

I'd also like two hand guns, enough spare ammunition for both, two gun safes, and two decent sized hunting knives, please. [Look he's asking politely! c: Although just saying, he might actually appreciate a Barge shaped stress ball right now.]

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[ A hint of irritation. He doesn't believe Charles; he's waiting for the other shoe to drop. ]

What do you plan to do, then?

As your warden, I'm supposed to act as an advocate for you if a situation ever arises where that should become necessary, [And considering what they've discussed thus far, it sounds like that will probably be happening from time to time.] and otherwise find a way to guide you to the point where you can graduate. That's going to require a fair bit of talking things through together, and looking out for each other when we're in port or affected by a flood.

You know how dangerous I am now. You have power over me now.

What else do you want?

[Charles almost shrugs.] I don't want anything. I'd like you to learn a less destructive coping mechanism, but that's something you have to learn on your own, I can really just offer suggestions, advice and support.

[ Zane doesn't believe him. He doesn't believe he won't be used, one way or another.

But he sits back, silent, knowing that if he's wrong or not, he's not getting anything else out of Charles. ]

What did it say?

[ The file. ]

[He's not really certain if this is a good idea or not, but considering Zane hasn't really seemed pleased that Charles suddenly has something over him, maybe this is at least sort of an olive branch.]

Do you want to read it?

No.

[ There is no hesitation, in this. He doesn't want to know. ]

Alright. [He considers how best to answer the original question.] Well, to be honest, it covers just about everything. Not necessarily your motivations or the motivations of the people in your life, but the events are pretty effectively described.

What I did to Vin.

[ On the scale of things, this seems as though it should be minor. After all, Zane has mowed through dozens before, burning atium to see a few seconds into the future, to make himself unstoppable in battle. With Vin what he did was connect with her, and then manipulate her into killing, and then try to manipulate her into helping him break free from his father.

It had been for the right reasons. Zane had wanted to stop being a weapon. He doesn't know why attacking Vin feels like the worst thing he's done. She killed him. Isn't that revenge enough? ]

Yes.

[And that was definitely. Something. It was complicated, because while some of the things Zane had done were definitely awful, he couldn't help but feel sorry for him. He'd been manipulated, basically brainwashed, and he'd wanted to get away from the person responsible. He could certainly sympathize, even if he didn't condone what he'd done.]

[ Maybe this is why Zane stayed with his father. Maybe he is just too unstable to be without a leader. ]

I should have just stayed with him.

[ Or killed his father a long time ago.

Zane's shoulders are hunched. He appears diminished and small. ]

I don't think that's true. [It's gentle, but he means it.] You certainly could have gone about the situation in a better way, but I don't think you should have stayed with him.

I couldn't kill him.

[ This admission frightens him. No, Zane couldn't kill Straff. Straff was his father. ]

He was your father. I'd imagine that would be a difficult thing to commit to, let alone follow through on. [Although it does make him think of someone else, and how it hadn't been difficult to lash out against the person who had destroyed your life, and made having a future independent of that pain and hurt seem impossible. But that had been so, so different, and he tries to push the memory aside.]

We don't have to come up with an alternative today, but I want you to know that you're not here because you wanted to get away from him.

He thought I was trying to kill him. I let the servant girl try. And others.

[ Straff had seen assassination attempts everywhere. Zane had provided them. ]

He was a Tineye. A... he could enhance his senses, only. That's why so many of his children were Allomancers.

[ Maybe that's in the file.

He watches Charles' face, carefully. There is recognition, there. Or there's something, a reaction to Zane and Straff that Zane doesn't understand yet. ]

Do you worry about failure here?

More often than I'd like to.

[There were just so many possible ways you could fail someone here, and he hated not having any sort of control over if someone he cared about would get hurt in a port or during a flood or just vanish one day and never come back.

He really didn't know what he'd do if that happened to Erik.]

I believe anyone brought here as an inmate can graduate, but considering how often people disappear without warning, it's hard not to worry that that might happen before an inmate's able to reach the point when they can graduate.

[ Zane nods. This makes sense to him. ]

You've helped other people, before. You've adapted well to this place's goal but not to its rules. Or at least you don't seem as sure as you could be.

[ He's speaking mostly blind, here. Just thinking: why would someone do this. ]

Why do you stay?

[There were a few reasons - his deal, for one, and staying around for the friends he'd made her, but at the end of the day, there was really only one explanation that mattered.]

My closest friend [And really, that seemed like an understatement, but he didn't know how else to put it.] is trapped here as an inmate. I can't leave him.

Your closest friend is an inmate.

[ He isn't sure how to interpret this information.

Being second priority - that, he actually finds safer than the alternative. ]

Yes. [And as much as he respected and loved Erik, there was absolutely no question as to why he was here as an inmate, so.] He was my closest friend before coming to the Barge, too. He lives right next door.

Is he like you? A mutant.

[ A word he's been hearing more and more often. ]

Yes. His name is Erik Lensherr. Have you met him?

I don't know. What can he do?

Well, actually, [And he's smiling a little bit, because Relevant to Your Interests.] he can manipulate magnetism and therefore, metal.

[ A nod, then. Recognition. ] Yes, I've met him.

I would be interested to see what we can do. The both of us, combined.

FIFTY EIGHT ✖ VOICE

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