Out from ruins once possessed

[the_freak]

Who: Eddie Munson, Steve Harrington, Albert Wesker
What: Collecting Radioactive Samples for Wesker
Where: Temba Green 22 ✧ Laboratories
When: Early/Mid Month
Warnings: TBD



"So- when he gives me my shit, I say we hike out to some clearing and smoke under the stars," Eddie mused as they walked, though hiking didn't seem so appealing in the moment. Why'd this place have to be so far away? "You know, that way we don't have to worry about Max walking in on us or anything?" Not 'cause he thinks she has a delicate constitution or anything, but because he's not sure he trusts his non-sober self to refuse her if she asked to join. And he had a feeling Harrington would object to any of his nuggets seeing him messed up.

He pulled up the map again, attempting to orient them and make sure they were still heading the right way. "Should be just around here if I'm reading this right."

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[farrahfawcetts]

"Mmmhmm..." His hand curls a little, palm flat against Eddie's chest. He can feel the heat of his febrile skin and the too-quick beating of his heart. Right now it's the same as his own. A comfort, really. How long has it been since he'd had someone next to him at night? How long since he'd been able to fall asleep and feel, if not safe, at least guarded?

"Rolled a 20 on Charisma," he remembers, voice slurring. "Super hit. Boom. No survivors."

[the_freak]

It's an unfamiliar feel, but a nice one, especially in this fever state, and Eddie relaxes. His thumb shifts, and it hard to say if he means to brush Steve's hair like that or he's just fidgeting.

"...Crit hit," he reminds softly, a smile in his voice, and his head lulls slowly to the side as sleep over takes him.