[ He doesn't know how to contend with any of this. For a split second, the path seemed clear, the way forged by all the bitterness and resent he'd been holding in about Jack, about everything. Now...now....
Rhys slumps against the wall, a distressed hand fisted up into his hair and ruining that mornings careful styling. ]
Losing it...it's finally happening, I'm going nuts I'm- Oh my god, oh my god.
[ The dopplegangers- the true ones, not just your average mook wearing a digistructed disguise, were somewhat of an urban legend around the halls of Helios. A bit of a boogey man to scare Hyperion children. Maybe Jack himself wouldn't have the time to rip you from your desk and toss you out an airlock, but a doppleganger might!
What were the fucking chances one was standing before him now, saying his name was Timothy of all things.
Then again, what were the chances of that compared to Jack being here.
Rhys swallows thick, tries to slow his rapid breathing down but it's fruitless as he's finally overcome with that all too familiar feeling of certain nausea. He doesn't think about it as he pushes past Tim and B-lines for the trash receptacle against the adjacent wall to puke into. ]
CW emetophobia (for ME lol)
Rhys slumps against the wall, a distressed hand fisted up into his hair and ruining that mornings careful styling. ]
Losing it...it's finally happening, I'm going nuts I'm- Oh my god, oh my god.
[ The dopplegangers- the true ones, not just your average mook wearing a digistructed disguise, were somewhat of an urban legend around the halls of Helios. A bit of a boogey man to scare Hyperion children. Maybe Jack himself wouldn't have the time to rip you from your desk and toss you out an airlock, but a doppleganger might!
What were the fucking chances one was standing before him now, saying his name was Timothy of all things.
Then again, what were the chances of that compared to Jack being here.
Rhys swallows thick, tries to slow his rapid breathing down but it's fruitless as he's finally overcome with that all too familiar feeling of certain nausea. He doesn't think about it as he pushes past Tim and B-lines for the trash receptacle against the adjacent wall to puke into. ]