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"Hey, this is Ed. Leave a message."

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[hititwithacrowbar]

[ Jay took about four to five minutes before he wandered out, wearing a shirt with two golden W's intertwined and a pair of cargo shorts as he ran a towel over his chin drying his face.]

Sorry Ed, I was shaving, what's up?

[alchemyfreak]

[When Jay arrives Ed's even less sure about this, but he gives him a long look before speaking, casually as if nothing was amiss.]

You know that talk we had about coming to each other with facts?

[He chose those words carefully, following Jason's owns wording after he'd gotten Ed's memory in his voicemail. The blond lifts a hand, indicating his device, expression shifting slightly to a dark smirk.]

You want the facts or... you just want to take my word for it? I'll let you decide.

[He doesn't point out that it's more than Jay did for him, but the implication is in his tone.]

[hititwithacrowbar]

[ Jason blinked a bit before arching his brow. ]

Yeah...

[ Seeing Ed lift the device and his words made the color drain from Jay's face before he took a breath. Whatever Ed had seen, it clearly had to be bad to warrant the reaction. Namely after the douche move he pulled on Ed less than a week before. He deserved whatever was coming. ]

Always facts. Show me. Whatever it was, I'm sorry you had to see it.

[alchemyfreak]

[He's almost entirely unsurprised by Jay's reaction. It was pretty obvious where this was leading, so it wasn't a complete shock, but there was a part of him that almost expected to see Jason brush it off. Not go completely pale and apologize that Ed had seen whatever it was. The smirk drops and after a moment, as if considering, he tosses the communicator for Jay to play the recording if he wants. Ed's not going to be the one to do it, no matter how much Jason might deserve it.]

None of us are in control of what gets shared during all this. Just how we handle it.

[hititwithacrowbar]

[ Jason's masochistic nature shined in that moment. Catching Ed's device and hitting play. As it played his eyes seemed to hollow and he looked both uncomfortable and upset and yet he let it play on. Only looking away after Shelia screamed the door was locked he held it back Ed's way.

His guilt wasn't on himself but failing to save the woman who betrayed him. Part of him would be forever bitter, while part of him still wanted her to love him. He couldn't help it. That was what he wanted most in life, was to be truly wanted by one of his parents. Shelia was enough of an unknown factor that he didn't even have a photo, just the few minutes he knew her.]

Still, my bad, you shouldn't have had to see that. [ He moved to sit on one of the chairs needing a moment to collect himself before he could bottle it back down.]

[alchemyfreak]

[Ed shut it off when Jay handed it back to him, but Jason might as well have let the whole thing play out. The whole thing that Edward had already watched not too long before contacting him in the first place. They both had such fucked up lives. After a moment he slipped the communicator back into his pocket.]

You shouldn't have, either. Or lived it. Or heard what happened to Al.

[He lifted a hand to rake it through blond bangs before shaking his head, voice soft as if speaking more to himself than Jason at this point.]

I'll be glad when all of this is over.

[hititwithacrowbar]

[ Jason knew Al wasn't in or at least not around him, so he did what he so rarely even attempted indoors. He pulled a cigarette out and lit it, his fingers trembled a moment as he moved over to push a window open. Just to try and collect himself a moment. He held his cigarettes the same way Shelia had in the memory. He shrugged his shoulders after a second tug of smoke was blown out the window.]

It's the hand we were both dealt. We play the hand even if its a loser and see where the game goes.

[ he spoke simply before nodding.]

Yeah, me to. The past should be behind us. No point looking back.

[alchemyfreak]

[Ed quirked a brow as Jay pulled out a cigarette. He didn't say anything, wouldn't, even if he would have normally, not with what just went down. He didn't comment on the first part, swallowing any thought he had on how many losing hands they seem to be dealt. Sometimes Attollo really did seem like a cushy vacation compared to every other world he'd been saddled with.]

All we can do is move forward. If I learned anything before coming here, there's a lesson to be taken from everything. We're definitely learning it after this. I'm just not sure what it's supposed to be, yet.

[hititwithacrowbar]

[ He was supposed to be strong, not supposed to let things pierce his armor, and yet... he found his eyes leaking more and more while he was here. Maybe the cracks were worse than he imagined. With two smoke filled breaths let out the window he seemed to manage to force the shake of his hand to stop, staring at the cherry of the cigarette silently a moment. ]

...You sound like Tim. [ He couldn't help the bitter laugh that escaped.]

[alchemyfreak]

[Well, that was certainly a reaction. His head tilted questioningly at that statement, because Jay remained a mystery in a lot of ways and even though he dropped a lot of names casually Ed had still yet to figure out what half these people really meant to Jason.]

Well, it makes sense, doesn't it?

[He's watching Jay curiously, not entirely sure about this subject, or that it's one he wants to tread on. Probably safest bet not to comment on those words specifically.]

[hititwithacrowbar]

[ He lifted the cigarette up once more taking another drag off it before he let his hand rest just outside the window a moment. Rubbing at his eyes with the bottom hem of his shirt, exposing another huge bruise on his stomach but he didn't seem bothered by it, dropping the hem once he was sure he'd dried his face he nodded. ]

It does, it's logical. I've just never been one for faith in futures, if that makes sense.