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therushingsky ([personal profile] 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."
beejfu: (time to fuck shit up)

[personal profile] beejfu 2019-10-24 07:36 pm (UTC)(link)
"Uh. Rhysball? I know what death is. And I know what possession feels like, thanks to you, you adorable little psychopath." He climbs out of bed to pat Rhys on the head.

"Check it out, Rhys; now we're both inmates."
beejfu: (it's showtime)

[personal profile] beejfu 2019-10-24 08:36 pm (UTC)(link)
He holds up his arm, eyeing the tangle of threads between the two of them, smirking at it and then back at Rhys.

"Well, if you're sure, I guess I can't convince you otherwise. It'll be MUCH more gratifying watching you figure it out on your own. Sexually speaking."
beejfu: (needy desperation!)

[personal profile] beejfu 2019-10-25 01:55 pm (UTC)(link)
"Wow, you are...really good at denial. Shockingly so, Rhys-ball." He starts to pick at the threads on his cufflink.

"Anyway, it's been a day and a half soooo I'll just be going. I'm so BORED here. Call me when you find out you're an inmate too."
beejfu: (death is hilarious!)

[personal profile] beejfu 2019-10-25 02:14 pm (UTC)(link)
Betelgeuse does not like to be ignored, but he rolls his eyes and frees them up. He has a date with a bottle of purple hair dye anyway. Rather be there than here.

"Yeah, I bet." He grumbles, wracking his brain for what Rhys is good at as he stumbles, half-dead, to the infirmary door.

"Hey, Rhys?"

He asks, waiting for the other to turn to him, so he can flip the guy off.

"Blowjobs. That's what you're good at. I'm outtie."

Begone, thot!
beejfu: (what the crap is this)

[personal profile] beejfu 2019-10-25 02:26 pm (UTC)(link)
"-So she was all, 'You'll wake up my sister!" and I said "I WANT to wake your sister!' and that is how I banged all three of the Brontës."

He blinks. Looks around. Gives Rhys a complete withering expression.

"WHAT. Kind of in the MIDDLE of something, Rhys!"
beejfu: (don't you wanna see dad suffer??)

[personal profile] beejfu 2019-10-25 02:41 pm (UTC)(link)
"Well, uh." He seems confused that Rhys managed to escape demotion, but goes along with it for now.

"You literally just killed me so I'm pretty sure that your job is not to do that and I was right in the middle of something."

He directs a thumb out the infirmary door.

"You know. My Brontësaurus story. Plus I feel like the death toll all the time ever since I turned 30 and my knees went out sooooo. No rest when you're dead, am I right? I'll be going now."
beejfu: (oh REALLY NOW)

[personal profile] beejfu 2019-10-25 02:48 pm (UTC)(link)
He narrows his eyes. There's something he's missing here.

"You just want me to leave so you can call me back here. You punk little asshole."
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[personal profile] beejfu 2019-10-25 02:55 pm (UTC)(link)
He watches Rhys settle down with equal parts suspicion and confusion. This is not how his encounters usually go.

Finally, BJ points at Rhys in his snuggle bed.

"You summon me back here and I'll kill you again. Probably with medical equipment, I don't know. Then you'll be double-dead, Stringbean."

BJ sets his hand down again.

"K bye."

He walks out to go see about getting his hair dyed.
beejfu: (what the crap is this)

[personal profile] beejfu 2019-10-25 03:03 pm (UTC)(link)
With an unholy scream that would have rattled the floorboards and at the very least made the lighting change, Betelgeuse appears in the infirmary;

"STOP SUMMONING ME."

He walks over to Rhys' bed, crouches down next to him to lift from the knees, not the back, and dumps him to the ground by flipping the mattress.
beejfu: (don't you wanna see dad suffer??)

[personal profile] beejfu 2019-10-25 03:11 pm (UTC)(link)
"Nope. Not buying it. Not this time, you little corporate shitstain." He's angry. He wants Rhys to die.

Never mind that he technically is dead now.

He pushes the mattress fully on top of Rhys on the floor and takes a bodily leap for it, squishing Rhys between infirmary floor and mattress.

"Time to die."
beejfu: (death is hilarious!)

[personal profile] beejfu 2019-10-25 03:24 pm (UTC)(link)
He starts to squish Rhys into as much of a pancake as he can, wriggling around on the mattress.

"What? Can't hear you, buddy! Gotta SPEAK UP to summon me!"
beejfu: (book learning)

[personal profile] beejfu 2019-10-25 03:43 pm (UTC)(link)
Betelgeuse tries to think. Where the fuck can he go on this ship that won't just have him yo-yo back and forth to Rhys again.

Oh. Duh.

He fishes out his communicator and, still on top of the mattress on top of poor Rhys, starts typing a message to Iris.

A few seconds later, and the weight on Rhys disappears.