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therushingsky) wrote2030-08-19 04:12 pm
therushingsky) wrote2030-08-19 04:12 pm
IC Contact Post
"Heyyyy, you've reached the head office of the Atlas Corporation, leave a message and your number, and one of our people will get back to you."
Re: [Spam]
"Whoa. Whoa. I can feel my heart. Oh my god there's this weird rushing in my ears and everything is too much. Jesus - Stringbean, Rhys, I can't do this, I have to...to do something."
Betelgeuse pulls at his hair a little, fighting back a sudden overwhelming wave of fear and anger and why is he feeling all these things times a hundred?
"No. No no, this is all wrong, something's wrong, I need to get away, I'm sorry." The demon-turned-human looks at Rhys like a drowning fish. "But I can't do this to you. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I love you too, I'm sorry."
He reaches in his mind for a solution and knows instinctively that something's changed, that he can just go home, leave, except there isn't a home yet for him but he can't stay here with Rhys looking so adorable and confused to the point where it's making his newly beating heart ache.
The living, breathing man rubs at his forehead and, shit, it's sweat. Sweat and tears when he never used to sweat before. He stares, shoulders shaking, at his own hand. So many tiny little blood vessels beneath the skin, all pumping to keep his newly formed circulatory system beating.
This body's so weird. So delicate.
He gulps a breath of air, looks up to lock eyes with Rhys, feeling an overwhelming sense of-
"I love you!"
- and disappears off the ship.
Re: [Spam]
It's kind of terrible to see the other man freaking out so badly. To feel him descending into panic and not being able to drag him back up and out of it. He wanted this-- Rhys knows that he wanted this, but it's almost frightening to see him go from calm and happy to just-- reeling with self hatred and regret so quickly.
Rhys wants to shove back the apologies, deflect all the sorrow and the grief and the pain and just make him focus on the good, on some part of living that isn't terrifying--
But then he's gone, and Rhys-- Rhys should really just let him do whatever he's doing, have whatever moment this is, and give him his space, but with the other man in such a panic, he just can't do it.
He'll apologise later for being clingy:
"Betelgeuse, Betelgeuse, Betelgeuse."
He waits a beat, but nothing happens.
"I said, Betelgeuse, Betelgeuse, Betelgeuse!"
Still nothing.
Maybe he's ducked into zero, or Ford's cabin, or maybe the summoning-- doesn't work now, like it used too. Either way, Rhys is worried enough that he decides to escalate this, and digs his communicator out of his pocket...