[028: Spam for Omega]

[shortsghtedlove]

[The strange sense of grieving may have disappeared -- and yet, Rassilon hadn't calmed down quite yet. And the onslaught of foreign feelings as he walked by the other cabins -- not ran, he wouldn't appear that undignified because of something like this -- didn't help a bit. He wanted away from it, someplace safe -- this was disturbing, the

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[rass_bestie]

[When Omega opened the door, he was irritated at being interrupted, surprise followed when he saw Rassilon, followed by his deep affection which was quickly clamped down upon. Dealing with him made Omega jittery as he battled between trying not to like him and loving him.] Yes? [Why did speaking hurt?]

[shortsghtedlove]

[Rassilon's eyes widened as he felt Omega's emotions, the uncertainty no better for him than it was for his friend.] There's a flood. [Please let me in.]

[rass_bestie]

A flood? [He subconsciously steps aside, still conflicted.] Of course. I was… [Omega's own grief.] I was busy, working.

[shortsghtedlove]

[He closes his eyes, trying to ignore another bout of grief. as id he hadn't enough of it.] I... see. [He regains control and reaches out for Omega's hand.]