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[therushingsky]

"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."

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[beejfu]

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.

[therushingsky]

Betelgeuse has about four minutes for Rhys to get his breath back, before he tries summoning him again.

When it doesn't work, he hauls his shivering, wheezing body back up to his communicator to send a message...