Rhys (
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.
Last chance to back out.
No?
Don't say I didn't warn ya.
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[ So mad. SO. FREAKING. MAD. ]
Is - nobody's giving you a hard time, I hope?
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[ Which he is not looking forward to. He replies to her question with nothing but a ragged sigh-hiccup hybrid. ]
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Ugh. Just - just stick with Al tonight? He's not mad at you. I'd offer hugs, but. You know.
Tablet hug?
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[ Rather sharp and rather loud. He hiccups again and tones it down. ]
Not the hug, the -- arm. Thing. It's all gross right now anyway, it.
...okay.
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[ TABLET HUG. Complete with Angel patting the back of hers and rocking it slightly because you have to do these things right. ]
Did it help?
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[ Except: no. As evidenced by the hiccups quite obviously turning into tears. Accompanying is the sound of... something scratching at the glass, maybe?
They've dealt with that enough for it to be familiar-ish. ]
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[ Oh. It takes a second for her to register the scratching, but. Yeah. That's not a sound easily forgotten. ]
Wait, is that - did you get monstered, too?
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It chased me all the way here.
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[ And now she's back to angry again. YAY. ]
What the - the fuck is this place's problem with you?!
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[ Might be hyperventilating. Just a bit. ]
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[ Probably. Definitely. Even if she has to sprint through the snow and hurt herself making sure it happens. SCREW YOU NORFINBURY. ]
Breathe.
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[ THERE IS NO EXCUSE FOR SUCH PESSIMISM
NONE ]
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PLEASE AND THANK YOU.
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But okay, no more yelling.
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[ SNIFFLE! ]
I... got a weird message from the admin.
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[ Well. That. That sure does make it seem even more like the admin is using Angel's powers somehow. Which doesn't feel gross or violating at all.
Not that that gets more than a second's thought, because well. What an interesting threat. A horrible one, but interesting. ]
Well. I'd be interested in his reaction to that. I wonder what kind of control would be involved? You know - control as in assuming control of him, or...
[ Shrug. ]
You know. Like pest control. Extermination.
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[ He kneads his face with metal and flesh fingers. Tired, but unable to sleep. This is going to be an all-nighter for sure. ]
Aaand... I don't... know how I feel about any of the above. It's still my head.
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[ Her voice softens a little, because. Yeah. Free will. Important. ]
I'm sure Jack won't be stupid enough to risk his own neck. [Coward.] Even he has to realise that he's f-- fucked up badly. I don't think he'll do it again.
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[ Except it wouldn't, because she ded, but shut your face. ]
I've worked out a plan with Alphonse, sooo. If it happens again with him around, he'll be able to stop it. Prrrobably.