[ Angel was one of the last waves to hit the ground, she did her best to help those in the final drop, but found that with her limited skills and strength she was more in the way then of any use. It's just after sunset now, the stars and Thesa becoming fully visible as the sky darkens. She wonders about Jack, and if the only other person who may know of the danger he possesses made it out okay. ]
Good evening, Rhys. Have you landed safely on El Nysa? Please respond.
Good evening, Rhys. Have you landed safely on El Nysa? Please respond.
Are you injured at all? Or preoccupied setting up camp? Still awaiting a response.
hey
[ that's it, that's the message. ]
[ that's it, that's the message. ]
DAY 6 SINCE LANDING: incoming text from S1R3N SUBJECT: PLEASE DON'T DELETE
[ It's been five days since touchdown, five days since Angel badgered Rhys into giving her answers that created more questions. She had barely taken good measure of the room she'd been assigned to, let alone the city, before the good word came in that access to Thesa was once again available and she was off doing her regular check in.
She's well aware she isn't exactly in Rhys's good graces (to put it lightly) especially after she essentially told him to effectively off himself, and she is still weary and fearful of him but...from her understanding, there was some kind of fallout with Jack, enough of one that Rhys tried to destroy his AI, to not want him back. "Enemy of my enemy is my friend" right? If he had a better understanding of the situation, perhaps he'd be more open to solution regarding both the real Jack and the one who may still be in his cybernetics.
As soon as she's back in the city she pulls out her phone, keeps her message brief: ]
Pod 30586
You need to know.
She's well aware she isn't exactly in Rhys's good graces (to put it lightly) especially after she essentially told him to effectively off himself, and she is still weary and fearful of him but...from her understanding, there was some kind of fallout with Jack, enough of one that Rhys tried to destroy his AI, to not want him back. "Enemy of my enemy is my friend" right? If he had a better understanding of the situation, perhaps he'd be more open to solution regarding both the real Jack and the one who may still be in his cybernetics.
As soon as she's back in the city she pulls out her phone, keeps her message brief: ]
Pod 30586
You need to know.
Edited 2017-07-25 22:39 (UTC)
incoming text from S1R3N SUBJECT: PLEASE DON'T DELETE OR IGNORE
incoming text from S1R3N SUBJECT: HANDSOME JACK IS ALIVE. POD 30586
hey
old man
[sorry/not sorry]
you got any nicknames for the moon
old man
[sorry/not sorry]
you got any nicknames for the moon
I was told to apologize to you because Junpei "won" with his "going through a phase" for a code.
I still like yours too. They could be interchangeable depending on the conversation at the time, right?
[She hopefully didn't wake him.]
I still like yours too. They could be interchangeable depending on the conversation at the time, right?
[She hopefully didn't wake him.]
[She calls.
It's broken and she sounds as though she's second-guessing herself the whole time.]
Look, I know I'm a pain to you a lot, but I--
I was just wondering if--
If I needed--
[..............and she hangs up.]
It's broken and she sounds as though she's second-guessing herself the whole time.]
Look, I know I'm a pain to you a lot, but I--
I was just wondering if--
If I needed--
[..............and she hangs up.]
[this is not the medical visit related text he was probably expecting, but this one is equally important, clearly] are you a detective??
GUESS WHAT THE SPECIAL IS THIS WEEK!
Just
Friggin
Guess
Just
Friggin
Guess
hey are you okay
were you in the market district
were you in the market district
[HEY GUESS WHO ALSO SPIED ON HIS CONVERSATION WITH BIGBY.]
Normally, I'd put an EMP in your bed to bust up that fancy arm of yours for awhile just for saying anything about me to that dude, but you did defend me, and that kinda warms my black void of a heart, so you get a pass.
Normally, I'd put an EMP in your bed to bust up that fancy arm of yours for awhile just for saying anything about me to that dude, but you did defend me, and that kinda warms my black void of a heart, so you get a pass.
you get Darma's recent creepy dream update thing
Rhys, are you busy?
I have something to give you,
Can we meet somewhere?
I have something to give you,
Can we meet somewhere?
How's my loverboy doing?
[ You brought this upon yourself, Rhys. ]
[ You brought this upon yourself, Rhys. ]
still awake?
[ is she texting him in the middle of the night? maybe ]
[ is she texting him in the middle of the night? maybe ]
[ It's been near impossible for her to shake Jack since she woke up, not a surprise considering...everything. Luckily he and the other newly woken have yet to be permitted free passage to teleport planet side, which means Angel is staying up here too. Because while he may not be able to cause trouble down on the ground yet, there are plenty of opportunities for him to wreak havoc up here.
That, and Angel has to keep pretending that everything is okay. Can't let Jack see that facade waver. Which is why she goes to one of the few places he won't follow: the women's washroom.
Once she's sure that the stalls lock is clicked into position she leans against its door, finally taking a breath she feels she's been holding since Jack found her in the virtual reality room, and takes out her phone to text those who need to know the worst has finally happened. One of those people of course being Rhys. ]
He's awake.
That, and Angel has to keep pretending that everything is okay. Can't let Jack see that facade waver. Which is why she goes to one of the few places he won't follow: the women's washroom.
Once she's sure that the stalls lock is clicked into position she leans against its door, finally taking a breath she feels she's been holding since Jack found her in the virtual reality room, and takes out her phone to text those who need to know the worst has finally happened. One of those people of course being Rhys. ]
He's awake.
[hey look who hasn't existed for a bit it feels like]
YOU haven't gone back to Stasis, have you
YOU haven't gone back to Stasis, have you
so I hear SOMEBODY'S trying to reproduce Hyperion tech with Dr. Lutece.
Hint: I mean you. And not even letting me in on the deets! What's up with that, kiddo?
[ aka yes he's heard and no he's not happy, but it's less murderous rage unhappy and more like Rhys just let out a wet fart in an elevator. Irritating, but not infuriating. ]
Hint: I mean you. And not even letting me in on the deets! What's up with that, kiddo?
[ aka yes he's heard and no he's not happy, but it's less murderous rage unhappy and more like Rhys just let out a wet fart in an elevator. Irritating, but not infuriating. ]
i appreciate all this youtube, it really illustrates Rhys' level of pants-crapping
we're officially those circlejerkers your mom warned you about
Delete these messages as they come in.
Actually you should delete our entire conversation history, just to be safe.
I have an idea.
Actually you should delete our entire conversation history, just to be safe.
I have an idea.
Rhys will find in his mailbox a small box with a note attached. Inside he will find a set of metal dice for his bunkers and badasses game. With a note saying “I had a good time playing that game of yours. Here is some more of those dice that you’re so fond of. I hope you enjoy them.
PS. I was your secret "Santa" Whatever a Santa is.
-Sen”
PS. I was your secret "Santa" Whatever a Santa is.
-Sen”

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