[Rhys immediately yelps and shoves and performatively wriggles away. This is absolutely the kind of person who allows himself to be trapped so that he can protest about it.]
Well, I wasn't either of the people he killed, so yeah the tongue thing is a more immediate problem for me.
[Rhys pulls down Betelgeuse's hand to answer.]
Anyway, it was an accident, right? No one went in hard on Jedao over killing me and fucking my arm up, so I'm not going to be the manslaughter police. You two can figure that out separate from me.
Well, this sounds like a story that I'll want to pressure him to tell me later. Thanks for tipping me off, Rhys. Peeling Betelgeuse out of his clothes isn't in my wheelhouse, so I might never have run across that one!
[Rhys, on the other hand, has softened right up now that he's had a high five. Just gonna sling his arm around Betelgeuse's neck and give him a little squeeze.]
C'mon, cheer up. You were never going to get your warden more interested in gossip about me than gossip about you.
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I trusted you!
[Not to put your tongue in his ear!]
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That was your first mistake!
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I come up here, trying to be nice and this is the thanks I get, Mr. Boundaries with the taste for earwax-- I'm just gonna go shit talk you with Hange.
[The greatest revenge.]
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HEY HANGE!
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What are you two doing?
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[He grabs onto Rhys' collar, pulls him back and tries to cover his mouth with his hand.]
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You just killed two people and you're fighting about tongues?
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[Rhys pulls down Betelgeuse's hand to answer.]
Anyway, it was an accident, right? No one went in hard on Jedao over killing me and fucking my arm up, so I'm not going to be the manslaughter police. You two can figure that out separate from me.
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Rhys, just pop his head open and poke him in the brain when he does that, that's what I did.
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[And Rhys pulls a disgusted face.]
Sounds worse.
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[He looks paralyzed and AFFRONTED. In a low, dramatically gay voice]
How dare you, Hange.
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[Suffer, Betelgeuse.]
Well, this sounds like a story that I'll want to pressure him to tell me later. Thanks for tipping me off, Rhys. Peeling Betelgeuse out of his clothes isn't in my wheelhouse, so I might never have run across that one!
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[Rhys fucks him, you warden him! Go team! Rhys lifts his hand expectantly for a high five.]
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[Hange delivers unto Rhys the requested high five. She high fives hard!]
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You shouldn't have tried to beat me to it.
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Fuck you guys.
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Enjoy the consequences of your actions.
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C'mon, cheer up. You were never going to get your warden more interested in gossip about me than gossip about you.
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Yeah. Yeah, I guess you're right. I'm way more entertaining.
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Rhys, do me a favor and do not distract him from finishing this job!
[They can chat, but the work better get done, is the message here.]
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[A protestation thrown back over his shoulder, but--
Well, Rhys obviously isn't too concerned about being a bad influence, hater of cleaning that he is.]
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Boom!
[He smacks his chest with both hands and throws peace signs back at her while walking away]