[ 800 some years into the future, they have a rather... blase attitude towards limbs. And when you look at Rhys' cybernetics, it's pretty understandable. ]
It'd be easier, right? Just lop it riiiight off.
[ A bit of a stab in the dark here, but he's hoping it connects. ]
[ She's being cruel. That's not how she is and he doesn't understand. Did he scream something at her earlier? It's hard to focus and he can't remember. There's only pain consuming him. ]
I told you it's my leg. I'm keeping it. The bypass will work. I just need-need to get past - nngh! [ He curls down, clutching his leg and squeezing his eyes shut. ] Just get the goddamn doctor! [ The words are snarled, angry and scared. A sense of helplessness is washing through him to go with everything else. ]
[ His voice is layered with fake sugar-coating, and he reaches for the feed, like he's the girl in House's memories reaching for his hand. ]
I've stopped caring. Let them take your leg. Might teach you a thing or two about humility.
[ He rises, wobbling and clutching his side but avoiding any whimpering. Jack is prepared to let House wallow, but the pieces of Rhys floating around are uneasy. ]
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rubikscomplex) wrote2015-08-27 10:05 am
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Why not?
[ 800 some years into the future, they have a rather... blase attitude towards limbs. And when you look at Rhys' cybernetics, it's pretty understandable. ]
It'd be easier, right? Just lop it riiiight off.
[ A bit of a stab in the dark here, but he's hoping it connects. ]
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[ She's being cruel. That's not how she is and he doesn't understand. Did he scream something at her earlier? It's hard to focus and he can't remember. There's only pain consuming him. ]
I told you it's my leg. I'm keeping it. The bypass will work. I just need-need to get past - nngh! [ He curls down, clutching his leg and squeezing his eyes shut. ] Just get the goddamn doctor! [ The words are snarled, angry and scared. A sense of helplessness is washing through him to go with everything else. ]
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[ His voice is layered with fake sugar-coating, and he reaches for the feed, like he's the girl in House's memories reaching for his hand. ]
I've stopped caring. Let them take your leg. Might teach you a thing or two about humility.
[ He rises, wobbling and clutching his side but avoiding any whimpering. Jack is prepared to let House wallow, but the pieces of Rhys floating around are uneasy. ]
That's... mean.
That's life.
[ And he shuts his tablet off. ]