ECHO DIARY ENTRY #6: SIXTEEN WEEKS AFTER THE FALL OF HELIOS
[ rhys is starting to look pretty tired. his efforts to get his life back in order keeps hitting highs and lows and as he sits in front of his computer this time, he pulls his knees up to his chest and presses his forehead to his legs. when he speaks, it's muffled against his clothes -- pajamas again, faded yellow hyperion pajamas. his hair is very much ungelled and actually looks a bit greasy. ]
I should make these things weekly, right? I'm not even -- no one's even watching this. They're all just getting uploaded to my arm the moment I'm done. What's the point?
[ he sighs and looks towards something on the desk, keeping his eyes focused there as he gets into what he wants to talk about. ]
I... miss Jack. It's so stupid, isn't it? But I really do miss him. Once we started getting along, it was great? Felt like I could tell him anything, even if he was an annoying asshole a lot of the time. Things were just... funnier with Jack around, like it was us against the world! That kind of thing.
[ he drops his head against his knees again, thumping his forehead a few times with a long groan. ]
Ohhh, I'm such an idiot.
[ he reaches out then to grab something from the desk, legs dropping to the floor as he picks it up and holds it in his fingers. it's his old echo eye, blinking blue every once in a while and ready to be... reworked, somehow. he looks pensive for a moment, considering. ]
I really want to put him in something new, you know? Something that won't... kill me, but -- but I don't think he'd be happy with that. He promised to kill me if I ever woke him up again. I don't doubt he'll try. I'm not... sure if I want to risk that. I don't think I can.
[ he watches the echo eye for a few more moments before shaking his head and reaching over to turn off the video. ]
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[ rhys is starting to look pretty tired. his efforts to get his life back in order keeps hitting highs and lows and as he sits in front of his computer this time, he pulls his knees up to his chest and presses his forehead to his legs. when he speaks, it's muffled against his clothes -- pajamas again, faded yellow hyperion pajamas. his hair is very much ungelled and actually looks a bit greasy. ]
I should make these things weekly, right? I'm not even -- no one's even watching this. They're all just getting uploaded to my arm the moment I'm done. What's the point?
[ he sighs and looks towards something on the desk, keeping his eyes focused there as he gets into what he wants to talk about. ]
I... miss Jack. It's so stupid, isn't it? But I really do miss him. Once we started getting along, it was great? Felt like I could tell him anything, even if he was an annoying asshole a lot of the time. Things were just... funnier with Jack around, like it was us against the world! That kind of thing.
[ he drops his head against his knees again, thumping his forehead a few times with a long groan. ]
Ohhh, I'm such an idiot.
[ he reaches out then to grab something from the desk, legs dropping to the floor as he picks it up and holds it in his fingers. it's his old echo eye, blinking blue every once in a while and ready to be... reworked, somehow. he looks pensive for a moment, considering. ]
I really want to put him in something new, you know? Something that won't... kill me, but -- but I don't think he'd be happy with that. He promised to kill me if I ever woke him up again. I don't doubt he'll try. I'm not... sure if I want to risk that. I don't think I can.
[ he watches the echo eye for a few more moments before shaking his head and reaching over to turn off the video. ]