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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Still, he IS quiet. Until he just chuckles, low and unsettling. ]
'And then we all live happily ever after. Except, oh, Rhys probably having another me in his head. A-and then the next one, he'll probably have one too! And the next one, and the next one... maybe I'll just get my Jack army after all. Won't that be SWELL?'
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[ here it comes ]
You could even get an Angel from before everything went to heck in the control core. Or one who's still a child. She'd need her dad, don't you think? You've seen how many kids show up here. And what happens to them.
[ BABBY BOMB DEPLOYED ]
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But he comes back. He's always back. ]
'Like I have any real choice.'
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[ He gets that much credit, at least. Despite everything. And after a momentary pause, Angel offers her fist for bumping. ]
Thank you.
[ Intangible fistbumps aren't, like, hugs, but. BABBY STEPS. ]