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Rhys ([personal profile] headjacked) wrote2015-10-04 12:16 pm
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Heyyyyyyyy, kiddo, you've reached me. Me who is Rhys. Anyway, not sure why you're trying to get in contact with the king of the dweebs, but I'm sure you've got your reasons. Reasons you should probably re-examine. I'm just sayin'.

Last chance to back out.

No?

Don't say I didn't warn ya.
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[personal profile] nursetemple 2016-12-22 10:16 am (UTC)(link)
[Oh. Yeah. Maybe she should have started with that. She feels her cheeks burn, and the embarrassment come back tenfold.]

I, um... There was an anomaly, Rhys. Yesterday.

[She drops her head, closing her eyes tightly as she fights tears.]

I'm sorry.
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[personal profile] nursetemple 2016-12-26 08:03 pm (UTC)(link)
I wasn't gone for long at all. A day, apparently.

[She licks her lips, looking at her hands some more. Useless lumps they are.]

Oh, America offered to walk me to the aquarium. He's also around.
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[personal profile] nursetemple 2016-12-26 08:09 pm (UTC)(link)
[Claire opens her mouth, closes it, looks dead on at the wall in front of her, and then closes her eyes tightly.]

Yeah, huh-uh. Sure. That, um. That'll be good. Okay. Yeah, so... I'll see you later?
nursetemple: (no fool but amused)

[personal profile] nursetemple 2016-12-26 08:17 pm (UTC)(link)
[Claire raises an eyebrow. Is he - no, surely not.]

Are you flirting with a just-revived woman, Rhys?
nursetemple: (lip bite)

[personal profile] nursetemple 2016-12-26 08:34 pm (UTC)(link)
[She can't help but chuckle.]

You think I'm good looking?

[Now she is flirting, Rhys. Coping from a recent traumatic event, maybe?]
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[personal profile] nursetemple 2016-12-26 09:04 pm (UTC)(link)
That's nice of you to say.

[And she's not just saying that because Alfie never tells her he thinks so. It's just. It's nice, and it's changing her mind, reminding her that she is, in fact, alive. It's the little things - smiling, flirting, communicating.]

It might only be one eye, but it's discerning.

[She chuckles right back, once again wishing she could rub her hands against her face.]