Hey! Alive! Ignore any obituaries that happen to be grossly overstating my deadness!! Pass it on to Beckett if you get this first, would you?? Iunno which of you will get their message first what with the network not working in there Speaking of which *why are you two still in the bunker if cabin fever is a thing, you doofs*
[ Yes she's fussing over other people ALREADY dwi ]
I just forgot the last couple of days, no worries!! I've been brought up to speed by now, though. Despite Rhys' efforts to leave me as misinformed as possible :|||||||| And shhh you're allowed to be kind of hypocritical when it comes to fussing and hiding things! I know *I* am and I won't tell if you won't >:P (Really though are you okay? It must have been a horrible shock)
[Not true, but. He's certainly more fine than at least one other person involved and that's what counts. Like how "he's not beyond hope" counts as "optimistic". Enoch's goalposts have been moved a good ways back from where they started over his time here.]
He was trying to protect you, and I can't say I blame him. Are you all right? I know this must be difficult.
[Hypocritical, immediately after talking about hypocrisy. Fussing truly is the exemption.]
I'm out of the bunker and I don't remember what happened, so of course I'm fine! And you should know how I feel about being protected, geez. I'm more than capable of dealing with unpleasant things and Rhys should know better >:T Not that I'm gonna lecture him too badly about it
Iunno. It's not *too* bad. Not recalling the details means my mind has nothing to latch onto, so it's difficult to worry about it as much as I usually might I assume that'll change when I get back to Rhys. Or when I remember everything. Whichever comes first. :T
And yes, I've heard that it wasn't my fault from several sources. Unprompted. Not that that raises my suspicions or anything.
[ Enoch has most definitely got the message that something is wrong with Rhys, but what exactly is 'wrong' is hard to pinpoint. He's drawing out his words and probably going for playful. It's just stilted. ]
[He had been so emotionally drained - from the events of that day to the struggle to maintain control while Peter called for Beckett's death, to finally reuniting with Angel and that worrying message. He'd wanted to reach out to Rhys but his mind was scattered, half wrapped in a protective numb haze and half struggling to escape it.
When Rhys reaches out to him instead it's almost a relief. But something is definitely wrong. That stilted voice, forced playfulness...]
Rhys? What's wrong? You left Angel very abruptly. We've been worried.
What? You left with only a cryptic "goodbye", how worried do you think we've been? And you know she isn't specific with these things. Please tell me what's wrong, Rhys. You sound- you sound odd.
- why you'd think that! Haven't I, if not ALWAYS, but OFTEN been a ginormous shithead? You only like me because Vamp Boy does, and a dash of your overwhelming guilt complex.
It would hurt, if not for one tiny detail he catches immediately because, as Jack partially guessed, his affection for Beckett does, in fact, overshadow his other bonds. Bad side effect of immortality. But it means he's primed to catch details about him. And it means he's able to process the rest with a more level head.]
"Vamp Boy"? You've never called Beckett anything like that. You've never been cruel to or about Angel. And you would sooner stay away from me than use what happened against me. In fact, the only person who did was...
I'm speaking to Jack, aren't I?
[Unfortunately, he went a little too all-in on the dickishness.]
[ This really is the last thing he wants to be doing in light of certain things, but he believes other people's needs are more important than his own. ]
[He doesn't check his tablet again until that night, when he should be sleeping but can't. At the edge of waking consciousness he always imagines the sound of a would-be threat approaching, out for revenge.
I wasn't stating my position, that's what I was doing before that. It felt like I was losing my mind. My control over myself broke the moment Peter suggested Beckett die.
It's kind of you to ask, but I don't know what can be done. This place isn't conducive to calming nerves.
[He hadn't really had time to ask about whatever was going on, considering he and Beckett had been attacked by an anomaly immediately, and John hadn't volunteered the fact that the anomaly Rhys was talking about looked like him. He could have put two and two together if he'd actually not been terrified for his life.]
Whew. [So it was like Dr. Watson said, anomalies that just look like them.] That's a load off. Rumor has it, you've got an ooey-gooey anomaly out there with your face on it.
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