week 6 | friday night

[jackhole]

[ rhys is definitely following fiona back to her room that night and looking a bit antsy as they settle in. he's thankfully avoided jack most of the day but he knows with tomorrow's trial, that's not possible. god... damnit.

biting the thumbnail of his flesh hand, he glances over to fiona before going to sit down on the bottom bunk and look at her in a kind of pleading way. ]

Fi, I need your help.

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[jackhole]

[ at fiona's surprise, rhys realizes they really should have talked more. it's true, he is a loyalist but his allegiance changed to fiona and atlas a long time ago. this was... a quick high, nostalgia mixed with fear. it was nice to have jack smiling at him like a friend again but rhys knew the cost, he knew jack was going to have to go before the game ended, even if rhys had to do it himself. this week's just sort of scared him enough about what the future might hold, it's not safe to play hyperion anymore.

he lets out a soft laugh and drags his hand over his face, looking down to the floor. ]

It's not safe, actually but nothing with Jack is safe? We got lucky that he doesn't remember anything after arriving at the biodome but if weeks like this one keep happening, that luck is going to run out.

[ still though -- ]

Thanks, Fiona. I don't know what I'd do without you.