Ω Sixty Eight - Like a Broken Stain Glass Window
[When delivering Rassilon to the infirmary, he might as well have been made from stone for all the expression he had. He ensured that Rassilon was tended to before stiffly walking out.
He headed for the lift, staring at its doors as if it had done him injury before stepping out and directly for his cabin. Only once the door had been closed behind him, did he release his temper. Letting out a roar, he began destroying his cabin, using his hands, using his mind, tearing this hideous joke of a room, the recreation of where he'd died, apart.
He felt… he felt as if he was dying again and what better way to show that than doing to ship what it did to him?
Eventually it caught up to why he was feeling like that. The decision was made. Rassilon knew how Omega kept on losing his friends and how it devastated him, every time, and that was only with pawns! And Narvin, he was the closest to an equal that he could get, but that didn't matter, did it? No, he was too caught up in his parental fantasy to even consider what his precious parental pride was going do to him, his best friend, his lover, the man he wished to marry?
When it caught up with him, Omega dropped to his knees amongst the rubble, tears in his eyes. He had lost his best friend to pride.]
[OOC: Omega let out his anger for about five seconds on level eight. Feel free to have felt the momentary need to hit something or maybe be elsewhere (of course if you're canonically able to resist telepathetic suggestion, that's good too)!
Also, feel free to spam this post as he's gone and broken his security systems too or register your concerns on his communicator (though he lost that in the rubble), he'll either not respond, respond as Omega or respond as the Doctor or some mixture of the two.]
He headed for the lift, staring at its doors as if it had done him injury before stepping out and directly for his cabin. Only once the door had been closed behind him, did he release his temper. Letting out a roar, he began destroying his cabin, using his hands, using his mind, tearing this hideous joke of a room, the recreation of where he'd died, apart.
He felt… he felt as if he was dying again and what better way to show that than doing to ship what it did to him?
Eventually it caught up to why he was feeling like that. The decision was made. Rassilon knew how Omega kept on losing his friends and how it devastated him, every time, and that was only with pawns! And Narvin, he was the closest to an equal that he could get, but that didn't matter, did it? No, he was too caught up in his parental fantasy to even consider what his precious parental pride was going do to him, his best friend, his lover, the man he wished to marry?
When it caught up with him, Omega dropped to his knees amongst the rubble, tears in his eyes. He had lost his best friend to pride.]
[OOC: Omega let out his anger for about five seconds on level eight. Feel free to have felt the momentary need to hit something or maybe be elsewhere (of course if you're canonically able to resist telepathetic suggestion, that's good too)!
Also, feel free to spam this post as he's gone and broken his security systems too or register your concerns on his communicator (though he lost that in the rubble), he'll either not respond, respond as Omega or respond as the Doctor or some mixture of the two.]