09 - Mistborn version of jogging.

[onlysurvivor]

[Open spam]

[For reasons only Kelsier knows he's bounding from one end of the deck to the other. He never the touches the ground. He's keeping himself air born with Pushes and Pulls on the metal surfaces of the barge.

He's doing the Mistborn version of running laps around deck. He pauses a couple times and hovers a few feet off the ground.

Anyone on deck might find he takes great joy in landing heavily a few feet behind anyone not paying attention, to startle them.

He might be bored.]

[Spam for Erik]

[At a rather random time, without warning, Kelsier appears when Erik is either alone or at a place he can accost him.]

There you are! [The usual grin is present.] Come with me it's mildly important.

[And by mildly important he means coming to his cabin with him because he has a new bottle of mysterious brown liquor.]

Comments

[onlysurvivor]

I don't want to talk about it. [Even as he needs to.]

I killed almost everyone in the world. Including you. I did you personally.

[godsays]

[ At this, Zane goes tense. Tense like a predator, not like frozen prey. He hadn't thought of himself as part of Kelsier's world. Not since the flood ended. ]

How?

[onlysurvivor]

[He sighs and rubs his face.]

What difference would telling you make?

[godsays]

Not telling me would make a difference.

[onlysurvivor]

[He flinches faintly at the words. No, he doesn't want to tell him.]

I tried to make you beg for death. [His voice hard] It wasn't quick.

Are you happy now?

[godsays]

Tried?

[ He could see himself being broken. He could see himself defying a captor, too.

He shouldn't - he shouldn't ask which one was what happened. But he's asking anyway. ]