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Did you just send Gortys to yell at me? Jesus Christ, Elijah.

Are you behind this motherfucking apology note?

Hey, uh-- weird question: So I know it's been like, a year and this probably could have come up sooner but--

And we--

Is this like... exclusive? You and me?

[There are other, even more basic questions, that's he's actually kind of embarrassed to ask. Like, are they even dating? Or are they just good friends who share a bed and a bunch of bodily fluids?]

[Rhys held off on bringing this up while Elijah was in the immediate post murder zone.]

Hey. So, uh, names but no details: I slept with Betelgeuse.

[Rhys has been kind of evasive and solitary since Jedao's rampage, it isn't until he's out of the death toll that he messages Elijah.]

Hey.

I need to take off my arm. Would you help me?

Rhys had a plan, sort of. Arthur had been his most active and attentive temp yet, Betelgeuse - until the last minute - was enthusiastically comfortable with death. He was pretty certain that he'd be waking up feeling like absolute hell in the infirmary right about now.

Instead, when Rhys begins to return to his senses, there isn't the terrible, gut-wrenching pain that he's come to expect from the death toll, and he is... definitely not in the infirmary.

At first, he thinks the poison didn't take, or maybe that Betelgeuse didn't actually go through with it, and that he's just slept through the night and is waking up with a bad hangover. Right up until he tries to sit up, and his whole body just disobeys. His limbs feel like they're made of lead, and the second he lifts his head, the darkness of unconsciousness claws back around at the edges of his vision.

He drops back his head onto the lounge bench, letting out a sharp huff of breath.

Hey babe.

I'm in my cabin looking at a pseudo-biological robot cowboy with a bunch of holes punched in him. He says where he comes from they have something that they can wave over injuries and it just automatically heals (maybe a nanobots thing, or he's made of something that rebuilds when exposed to certain kinds of light? Idk.)

He just got here and it sounds like he's had a really rough time back home, so he's kind of twitchy. Would you come see if you can do anything for him?

Hey Babe, It's me. Just wanted to check that you're safe out there? Uh, don't bother messaging my communicator, it's kinda awol right now, but I've got Betelgeuse's--

[Sudden intense screaming in the background from Betelgeuse.]

ELIJAH HELP WE'RE DYING!

[Then back to Rhys:]

Ignore him, we are not dying he's just mad at me-- Actually, yes, I'm totally being stabbed right now! And not in the sexy way either! Oh, Elijah, come quick so we can have a three wayyyyyou goddamn asshole!

[Annnnnnnd he hopes you are okay because he's got to hang up and have this argument.]

Hey uh.

FYI your inmate needs help.

Hello, Mr. Kamski.

I was wondering if I may ask you a question about Amanda?

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Backdated to shortly after Ejilah was done death tolling