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[weaponwithoutpurpose]

I generally don't care.

[Which is mostly true. He's never taken an interest at all or really minded. However, this has been on his mind for far too long. It bothers him.]

But I fucking hate him. And I don't want to know that he's fucking my warden. Or - getting fucked. Whatever it is that you do.

And now I fucking know.

[pharadyne]

If you didn't want to know you shouldn't have asked.

[Norton stands, using Jacob's knees as leverage to push himself up off the floor, and restlessly ambles around the room.]

Look, I'm not going to make sure all my would-be suitors meet your approval before they can fuck me, as if you were my father and I were the heroine of some romance. But if you have concerns, we can discuss them. Is it...possessiveness? Worry that I'll take his side over yours in your conflict?

[weaponwithoutpurpose]

No, it ain't that. I know that shit isn't - always personal with you.

[But he can't out it into words, though he does his best.]

I don't want anything to do with him. He's my goddamn boss, or was. And you're my warden. He's always got that fucking control somehow and I don't want it.

[pharadyne]

[Norton isn't certain he entirely understands what Jacob means, unless it's the notion that, because Norton is his warden and has power over him, some of that power is transferred to Abel by their association. That Jacob is trying to maneuver himself out from under Abel's authority by leaving the gym, but if Norton fucks Abel, it alters the power dynamics between the three of them.]

I'm not the wicket in anyone's power games, to be hit or blocked to score runs.

[weaponwithoutpurpose]

[He shakes his head. Norton's got the right of it, but Jacob hates talking about this just as much as he hates thinking about it.]

Then do whatever you fucking want, Norton.

[pharadyne]

I usually do. Something we have in common. I really don't like being controlled either.

But me charvering Abel one time doesn't give him control over me and it certainly doesn't give him control over you. I'd object to him in the strongest possible terms if he tried to use that to claim control over you. Not to mention if we're going by numbers alone, you've had me more than he has.

[weaponwithoutpurpose]

[He rolls his eyes at that.]

He's too much of a coward and too clever to try. It wouldn't make any fucking sense.

[He rubs his hands down his face.]

I'm not a fucking child. You fuck who you want. Just - I don't want to know about that one. So he can get your goddamn name out of his mouth.

[pharadyne]

Wait, I thought you'd asked simply because he's a young and attractive homosexual like me. What did he say? Did he tell you we'd shagged?

[weaponwithoutpurpose]

No. He said you didn't deserve to deal with my shit.

[He crosses his arms over his chest.]

That's why I asked.

[pharadyne]

[Norton groans in frustration.]

That's exactly the sort of thing my father would say. Without the swearing, of course. He doesn't approve of course language.

[weaponwithoutpurpose]

It's the sort of shit my father would say, too.

Well - 'What did I do to deserve an ungrateful shit like you' is more accurate.

[He laughs bitterly.]

He loved course language.

[pharadyne]

[From what he's heard about Abel's father, he suspects Abel's heard it, too. Maybe where he got it from without realizing it.]

The psychotherapists like to say everything wrong with us is because of the relationship we had with our mothers, but I think it's the fathers who are the primary culprits.

[weaponwithoutpurpose]

No.

No my mom did fuck all to save my brothers. She just let it happen. So I did it myself.

It's why I went to war, apparently.

[He grins.]

A shrink told me that.

[pharadyne]

That you went to war because of your mum? [Norton's nose wrinkles at that.] I really don't follow.

I know you protected your brothers, though, when no one else did. I admire that. If you'd been at my school I'd have hitched myself to your wagon immediately.

[weaponwithoutpurpose]

Yeah, I didn't say they were a good shrink.

[He runs his fingers along his bearded jaw as he thinks.]

But I still ended up here. Go figure. He's right, though. Abel. You really shouldn't have to put up with my shit.

[pharadyne]

[Norton shrugs.] Honestly if this is the worst thing you do you'll have been a better behaved inmate than I was.

[weaponwithoutpurpose]

[He looks exceptionally skeptical.]

You brainwashed someone and sent them to kill someone else?

[He laughs.]

I thought you don't do your own dirty work.

[pharadyne]

No I had sex with people and asked them to kill someone else.

Multiple times.

[weaponwithoutpurpose]

[Jacob laughs.]

I don't know, Norton. Conditioning and your fucking mouth are probably equally effective in getting people to do what you want.

I never did tell you why I changed my mind about it, did I?

[pharadyne]

You didn't. And I'm still terribly curious.

[weaponwithoutpurpose]

Cazador. And - Tor. That fucking flood fucked me up.

[pharadyne]

[Norton gives a small nod of acknowledgement at that. Both thanks for Jacob telling him and understanding what he means by it.]

Unlike them, you have remorse. That's a good thing. You can choose not to do the sorts of things they did.

Would you like to read my inmate file?

[weaponwithoutpurpose]

Tor wasn't-

What do you mean? Why?

[He frowns, ever suspicious of motives. He very much does want to read it, but he doesn't want to fall into a trap.]

[pharadyne]

You were concerned about the power dynamics. No amount of talking can really fix that, so I thought maybe we should change the rules instead.

[When something's stuck, he thinks throwing in a grenade is the best way to get things unstuck.]

[weaponwithoutpurpose]

Alright.

Yeah, let's see it.