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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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Date: 2016-08-14 06:12 am (UTC)[She doesn't know what she expected. Sasha was right.]
Once Hyperion, always Hyperion, huh? Jack outranks everyone else, and you don't give a shit what he does to me, or you, or anyone.
[She lets out a strangled, frustrated noise. She's so angry, so disappointed, so hurt, that she doesn't know any other way to let it out.]
You're an asshole, Rhys.
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Date: 2016-08-14 06:15 am (UTC)[ A breath. It's hard to stay angry when gripped by a jolt of fear. ]
I suck, YOU suck. End of.
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Date: 2016-08-14 06:21 am (UTC)[She lets out a sharp, shaky exhale.]
Fuck you. This place is trying to murder me already. I'm not going to let you try, too.
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Date: 2016-08-14 06:26 am (UTC)[ There is a deep, insane, personal level he knows Jack on. ]
Yet I'm the one who doesn't get real choice. Fuck what I feel, so fuck me. I get it. I get you. I wish -- [ His eyes burn. ] Whatever. Whatever.
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Date: 2016-08-14 06:33 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2016-08-14 06:36 am (UTC)[ She wants his cybernetics gone, apparently, so maybe it's NOT so terrible, the way he's stress-scratching around his port. Maybe. ]
Macro vs. micro. And yet my feelings STILL! DON'T! MATTER! Why don't they matter, Fiona?!
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Date: 2016-08-14 06:42 am (UTC)cw self harm
Date: 2016-08-14 10:41 pm (UTC)[ The scratching intensifies until he draws blood, though he can't get farther than that with shaking fingers and no tools on hand.
Dumpy drifts closer. He's witnessed many a screaming match, but even his simple programming recognizes that something is different here. He screams right in Rhys' ear, distressed. ]
Shut up, Dumpy!
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Date: 2016-08-14 10:46 pm (UTC)[God, Rhys, quit being an asshole. She lets out a frustrated noise.]
If you've got something else to say, say it. Otherwise we're done here.
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Date: 2016-08-14 10:59 pm (UTC)Rhys is not doing well.
He sucks in a few gaspy breaths before dropping the tablet.
They're done here. She said so. They're done. ]
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Date: 2016-08-14 11:10 pm (UTC)