[It's beginning to glue together now, the picture fed as much by Stede's words as by what Ed wants to believe is true. Someone threatened Stede. Talked shit. Made him feel small, and stupid, all while intending to kill him. Like they were just playing with their food, and it makes his blood absolutely boil-]
Fuck this, I'm killing the fuckhead and then we're leaving.
[He makes to stand and head back into the trees, even though the sun is up, and everyone surely knows they're missing by now, and they really shouldn't be delaying their escape any further- but someone tried to take this from them. Tried to take Stede from him.
It'd only be right, he thinks, to kill someone for the first time since his father in return for attempting to kill Stede. Bloody, and slow and cruel enough that it empties out the disappointment in his gut that whatever they said to Stede, it almost fucking worked.]
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Fuck this, I'm killing the fuckhead and then we're leaving.
[He makes to stand and head back into the trees, even though the sun is up, and everyone surely knows they're missing by now, and they really shouldn't be delaying their escape any further- but someone tried to take this from them. Tried to take Stede from him.
It'd only be right, he thinks, to kill someone for the first time since his father in return for attempting to kill Stede. Bloody, and slow and cruel enough that it empties out the disappointment in his gut that whatever they said to Stede, it almost fucking worked.]