ic inbox

[headjacked]

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.

Comments

[headjacked]

[ The blanket hog some call Rhys snorts and jerks his leg a little, but remains asleep throughout the Angel based disturbance. Jack himself just raises an itty bitty brow, unmoved by the Erking or accusatory whispering. ]

'It's called keeping watch, and it's a perfectly valid strategy in the art of Not Letting Our Asses Get Slaughtered.'

[ Another snorf from Rhys. Jack isn't bothering to whisper. ]

[phaseshifter]

[ The snorflebeast gets a half-second glance before Angel's glowy blue gaze returns to Glowy Blue Dickhole. It's a very skeptical gaze, and it's accompanied by a vague shooing motion. Bene. ]

Shh! We are locked in a bathroom. Even if spiders start spewing from the showerhead, there's not a lot you could do to help aside from yell "hurr blurr kiddos wake up so you're conscious for this."

[headjacked]

'Wow, SOMEONE'S a Grumpy Gertrude tonight.'

[ The taunt is actually delivered in a louder tone. He holds onto what small rebellions he has.

Prince Snorf actually raises his head a little, mumbles a tired bweeee, and flomps back down. ]

'What's keeping you up?'

[phaseshifter]

[ REES A CUTE. No that Angel gives a frick because wow don't wake her bff??? ]

Dude. You wake Rhys or Beckett and I'll have someone who isn't you to talk to. Your call.

[ Which. Kinda says she's willing to talk, doesn't it. While the nerds are in dreamland, at least. S o ]

I was just thinking. About... stuff.

[ and things ]

[headjacked]

[ Jack sighs. All right, point. He won't admit that out loud, but still. ]

'You're never not thinking, hon. But you need your sleep.'

[phaseshifter]

Don't hon at me.

[ It's more grumpy and automatic than properly venomous. She's very tired, okay. ]

If I could sleep, I'd be sleeping. Don't act like you'd find it easy if the whole sleep thing applied to you.

[ remember that lil meltdown u had jacko

angel does ]

[headjacked]

[ Oof, he should have expected that was what's been weighing on her, but it still looks like it smacks him across the face.

He needs a second.

But only one. ]

'Yeah, well. Sh-she's gone now, so no use dwelling on... that. Thing.

[phaseshifter]

I'm not, much. I'm more concerned about Rhys and Beckett and the thought that we'll all probably end up as shambling mindless monsters too sometime soonish.

[ Which sparks a Thought as she says it, but she tucks that away for later. There're other things to discuss right now.

And. He's calling it a she, even if he can't refer to it by name, and that's... something. Something pitiable? A potential weakness?? It's not an attempt at manipulation, anyway. Too subtle. Too genuine. ]

It's pretty obvious you were more effed up by it than I was, anyway. A lot more.

[headjacked]

'Messed up.'

[ Using eff isn't completely sanitizing your language, child. ]

'It's 'cause I have the most memories. Not exactly a mystery, hh... hhhAngel.

[phaseshifter]

[ EYEROLL. EYEROLL TO THE MAX. EFF YOU JACK.

Points for curbing the "hon," tho. ]

Mmmhmm. I'm just saying you should worry about yourself, not me. Lose it like that again and it could play havoc on your systems - and it may be gone now, but you know what this place is like.

[headjacked]

'I'd be touched if I knew this was coming from a place of love.'

[ Jack says this without accusation or malice.

Just a fact. ]

[phaseshifter]

Well, we all have ifs, Jack. If you hadn't hecked things up with Rhys, for example, my concern might be more than a matter of practicality.

[ Slightly frosty there, but not overly so. It's true, after all. She gave him a chance and he blew it spectacularly. ]

[headjacked]

''What do you want me to say? What the he'll CAN I say?'

[phaseshifter]

Iunno. It's not even about saying things, it's about actually feeling some freaking remorse and acting on it. God, you're such an-- did you ever actually apologise to Rhys? For real, not some kinda "no hard feelings, kiddo, my bad" thing?

[ STILL WHISPERING

MAD WHISPERING ]

[headjacked]

'That's our business, Snoopy Sue. ...and no, I dunno what's with the alliterative nicknames tonight, so don't ask.'

[ Tiny holo nose scrunch. ]

[phaseshifter]

Freaking called it. I bet you tried to play it off like it wasn't even a big deal, like the giant asshole that you are. Ugh!

Are you ever planning on saying you're sorry? You might not have much time left. We're on a timer here, remember?

[headjacked]

[ Nose scrunch morphs into a head shake. ]

'Like I said, it's our business, and we. We're gonna come to an understanding before everything ends. We gotta.'

[phaseshifter]

You don't gotta. Not if you keep just acting like he's going to suddenly forgive and forget. When has that ever worked? For anyone? I mean, are you feeling any less butthurt about Moxxi betraying you? Because that's how badly you betrayed Rhys. At least.

[ She may not know all the deets there, but since Moxxi didn't steal Jack's body after living in his head and buddying up to him for months SHE'S P SURE. ]

[headjacked]

'Toooootally different situation! Mox straight up wanted me and my Vault Hunters dead. Y-you can't compare my intentions to hers, nun-uh.

[ Rhys is up again, though obviously barely awake. He blinks blearily. ]

Izzie botherin' you?

[phaseshifter]

[ Agh, a Rees. Angel shakes her head. ]

No, it's fine, we're just talking. Go back to sleep.

[ And she tucks a little more of the blanket around him to facilitate that before looking back at Jack. GRR. ]

Even if we pretend that your intentions weren't insanely selfish, that isn't the point. We're talking about how Rhys felt. I know empathy is a foreign concept to you, but I'm pretty sure you can still imagine how terrible it would be if a friend had you abducted and tortured so they could steal something from you.

[headjacked]

[ Why can't she understand?? God, he wants to start screaming. His face twists into something she might mistake for contemplative. In reality, he's biting his tongue.

Rhys settles again, though his eye doesn't close. ]

You too. Hey. H... you too.

'Shhhhshhhhhhshhh. You're, uh. Dreaming.'

[phaseshifter]

He's right. See, I'm agreeing with Jack. Definitely a dream.

[ Smiles and hairpettings are the way to go here. Pls don't make her try a lullaby.

Jack, of course, doesn't get smiles or hairpettings. He gets a Look out of the corner of her eye. EMPATHISE HARDER, SHITHEAD. ]

[headjacked]

He's not wrong all the time, jus'... like... 99.999999999999 -

'This isn't just an insult to me, it's an insult to mathematics. Ugh. Seriously. Just go back to bed, the adults are talking.'

[ Look, Angel, he acknowledged your adulthood! And Rhys shuts his eyes again! Everything's coming up roses. Jack... still cocks an eyebrow and nods at Rhys, though, as if to say 'see what I mean?'

Idiot can't take care of himself. ]

[phaseshifter]

[ With Rhys' eye/s closed once more, Angel is free to drop the smile and scowl at Jack once more. Not too vehemently, because she did take in that "adult" comment, but still. GRR. ]

I'm sorry, are you trying to say that Rhys using hyperbole somehow illustrates your point?

[ SHE DUN GET IT ]

[headjacked]

'Nevermind.'

[ Said with a huge degree of agitation and huff. This will be a never-ending, cyclical argument, he can already tell. Dammit, she's supposed to be smarter than this.

His teeny-tiny form slumps 'against' Dumpy, like his very existence is exhausting in this moment. Melodrama, Jack loves it. ]

'Rhys and I... we'll have a talk when we all get some breathing room.'