Delirium Trigger [closed]

[craaazyisland]

I've been waiting for you all this time.

Why do you fight when you know you can't win?

Come play with me, Mister 267. And through you, I'll finally become queen...

Alexia's laughter was still echoing in his ears when he'd woken up, shaking and sweating. He'd tried to go about his business as usual but it was hard to concentrate past the fire burning through his veins, throbbing with pain. He'd told Miku he would go to the medical bay if his symptoms remained or got any worse.

Is that why he was standing here in the hallway? He couldn't quite remember. It sounded like someone was blasting radio static in his head, and it was hard to separate his thoughts from the static.

This is not good, he managed to reason, but it got lost in more of that obnoxious, childish giggling. "God, will you shut up already?"

Steve let out a heavy breath and reached up to brush his hair out of his face, stuck to his forehead with sweat. He was going to be fine. This was just a bad fever, nothing to be concerned about.

"Steve..." He felt a gentle hand on his back and he immediately spun around to find the voice it belonged to, though there was nobody there. He backed up against the wall, his eyes wide with some emotion even he couldn't discern.

"Steve... why won't you look at me?"

How was it coming from behind him? He turned to look at the wall, reached out and touched it, and there she was.

"I've missed you so much, Steve...""

There was the hand on his back again.

"Mom...?"

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[letmelive]

"Absolutely," she replied, smirking and moving so she could drape her arm around his shoulder. "I'm pretty sure the walls aren't great at conversation, anyway. Dunno why you're wasting your time talking to them."

[craaazyisland]

He followed her lead down the hall, a little slowly as he was still a bit unsteady on his feet.

"I like them better than most of the other people around here," he said under his breath, reaching up to rub his eyes again, wearily.

[letmelive]

Claire was all right with taking it slow, keeping Steve's pace as opposed to moving more quickly on her own. She didn't want him collapsing on her or anything, after all.

She smiled a little at his comment, tilting her head slightly as she considered that.

"Yeah, a lot of the people here are dicks." She knew Steve counted her boyfriend among his dick quota, but she wasn't really put off by it. She knew full well Leon could be a dick sometimes. She just had the tenacity to call him on it.

[craaazyisland]

"'Dicks' is an understatement." But of course Claire probably knew that Steve didn't trust anybody farther than he could throw them (without the aid of a mutant virus) unless they'd somehow ingratiated themselves to him. Even that was a very small number of people.

Sometimes he thought it was sad for him to be this age and already completely paranoid. And then he remembered how right he usually turned out to be.

"I heard there's a shrink here now too."

[letmelive]

She was actually a little sad for him, that it was so hard for him to trust people. Then again, she could also understand where he was coming from. His life lately had hardly been anything nurturing and warm. She hoped that would... get better, soon.

She glanced over at him when he mentioned the shrink, and nodded her head.

"Yeah, I heard that too." Not that she had any intention of willingly seeking the guy out. She wasn't a fan of psychiatrists. Which largely stemmed from when her high school had insisted she go meet with one right after her parents had died. It added up to a whole lot of her sitting in a chair and glaring across the room while answering most questions with a short 'yes' or 'no.'

Still, if Steve wanted to go see one, it'd probably be good for him.

[craaazyisland]

Steve frowned and reached up to brush his hair out of his face, staring resolutely at the floor.

"I don't want to. But I should probably go," he muttered, slipping his hands into the pocket of his jacket. "I know I'm a fucking headcase. As if they needed another reason to lock me up somewhere."

If he was even himself long enough to go see the shrink. He shoved that dark thought to the back of his head the second it popped up.