[Tifa's not sure why Angel wouldn't have gotten back to anyone right away if everything really was fine, or why she would have missed so much on the network, and she doesn't want to push, but... Still. It's undeniable that Tifa is still overly sensitive about everyone because of Cloud, so there's a clear note of concern in her voice.]
Angel! We're okay. Did something happen?
[Maybe she's just being paranoid. It was only two days, right?]
I'm fine, honest. And the why is - it's complicated.
It mostly boils down to him trying to protect me, but also him being really dam-- really darn stupid. He doesn't trust anyone or anything - including his own ability to keep me safe in a sane way - so. The best way to keep me away from danger was to just make sure none of it could get to me.
Rhys and Doctor Epps just... kind of got caught in the crossfire. I guess.
That's just going to sound even more worrying, isn't it. True or not, it isn't something Tifa needs to hear. This was supposed to be a reassuring call, gosh darnit!! ]
I mean, it's okay. Really. Has, um, has Rhys contacted you? He's the one who could really do with cheering up. You know how he gets.
Oh, I know! I don't mean to push you away or anything. It's all just pretty - pretty complicated and, uh. I'm not too sure of myself or what I want right now, I guess?
But if I do think of anything, I promise I'll call on you. Honest.
Oh, it's fine. I'm getting fussed over by pretty much everybody, way worse than just... you know. Offering an ear. It's so dumb! Especially when I'm the only one who didn't get hurt. Not even a broken nail.
[ Way to let the skag out of the bag on that one, geez. ]
Um, yes. My-- Jack, too. Something happened to Rhys while we were locked up, Iunno if it was the isolation or a port malfunction? But he kind of maybe sorta tried to rip his own arm off a little.
[Well! A broken rib and an arm wound is far better than what she was expecting, so she lets out a relieved breath.]
Okay. That's good. And what about Clayton?
[She should ask about Jack, too, probably. Angel doesn't seem nearly as furious as Tifa thinks she should be, and it would be polite, but she just can't bring herself to do it.]
Basically, um. Just pay attention to him? And don't needle him for whining too much. A little is acceptable, he can. Go pretty overboard. He likes being appreciated, you know? And mistaken for someone who's actually cool.
@lockhart; audio; Day 63
[Annnd here come the assumptions. Thank Jack and Kunsel!]
If you don't want him to know where you are, I won't tell him. I'm just worried, and I want to make sure you're safe, okay?
night 65; @guardian; audio;
[ Angel sounds... pretty okay. If a little tired. Which is understandable, since it's pretty late. ]
Are you alright? And your friends? I'm looking through the network and - I missed a bomb? Dude.
night 65; @lockhart; audio;
Angel! We're okay. Did something happen?
[Maybe she's just being paranoid. It was only two days, right?]
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Ugh. ]
Yes. My father locked us in a basement. Me and Rhys, and then Doctor Epps.
[ ... ]
He wasn't lying about the monster, at least.
[ ANGEL PLS. ]
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He did what? Why? Are you sure you're okay?
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It mostly boils down to him trying to protect me, but also him being really dam-- really darn stupid. He doesn't trust anyone or anything - including his own ability to keep me safe in a sane way - so. The best way to keep me away from danger was to just make sure none of it could get to me.
Rhys and Doctor Epps just... kind of got caught in the crossfire. I guess.
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Oh, Angel... I'm sorry. Is there anything I can do?
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[ Used to it?
That's just going to sound even more worrying, isn't it. True or not, it isn't something Tifa needs to hear. This was supposed to be a reassuring call, gosh darnit!! ]
I mean, it's okay. Really. Has, um, has Rhys contacted you? He's the one who could really do with cheering up. You know how he gets.
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[Need anything like her dad punched in the face, honestly. Or just to talk. WHICHEVER.]
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But if I do think of anything, I promise I'll call on you. Honest.
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[SHE IS SO BAD AT THIS?]
If you want to talk about anything, I mean, or you need cheering up.
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I don't sound off, do I? Or miserable? Oh geez.
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[She sighs, more at herself than at the conversation.]
I'm sorry I'm being overprotective. I know you can take care of yourself.
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[ Grumble grumble jagoffs grumble. ]
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Rhys and Clayton were hurt?
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[ Way to let the skag out of the bag on that one, geez. ]
Um, yes. My-- Jack, too. Something happened to Rhys while we were locked up, Iunno if it was the isolation or a port malfunction? But he kind of maybe sorta tried to rip his own arm off a little.
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What? He didn't do it, right? He's okay?
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[ Wait that still sounds alarming doesn't it aboRT ABORT ABORT ]
I mean - he's awake and talking and - you know. Rhysing. He just has to take it easy for a little while.
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Okay. That's good. And what about Clayton?
[She should ask about Jack, too, probably. Angel doesn't seem nearly as furious as Tifa thinks she should be, and it would be polite, but she just can't bring herself to do it.]
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[ lmao ]
-- down the basement steps and hurt his arm, Iunno how bad it is. And, um, he kinda got clipped by Rhys' arm --
[ rofl ]
-- by accident while he was freaking out, so, um. But he says he's okay! I guess face wounds just bleed a lot. Like, a lot.
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[He's a doctor, after all.]
Um, you wanted me to cheer up Rhys, right? I don't know him very well. What usually works?
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Basically, um. Just pay attention to him? And don't needle him for whining too much. A little is acceptable, he can. Go pretty overboard. He likes being appreciated, you know? And mistaken for someone who's actually cool.
[ Angel pls ]
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You don't think he's cool?
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I mean, um. Not that he isn't awesome. But so not cool.
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Why would he tuck it into his pants...?
[Please give her insight on this, Angel]
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