Not only was the light blinding, but the sounds. The chatter, mutters, murmurs, yelling, fighting..the inflections made his ears rings and voices whisper, 'get out, get out, get out. He ran his hand through his hair, leaving it there. It's not real. It's not real. It's not real. With Mays nudge the ringing and voices stopped temporarily. Everything was clearer. She pointed to the table and when he nodded in response to give the OK she lead the small party over to the vacant seats. They faced away from the nearest window and after sitting down he glanced behind. Noting nothing suspicious outside the windows he turned back to May and fiddled with his wing pin clipped to his shirt.
I'll watch the window, just focus on May. Zone everything out. Kirk reassured in his own way.
I don't understand, why it's so bad today? I took my meds. he replied.
Last night, not this morning. Kirk corrected, a large breath of air exhaled from Dereks lungs in exasperation. Great.
“Oh, Borealis, May!” Pip chirped up from his spot, putting his front paws on the edge of the table as he pointed up towards the lights, snapping Derek out of his trance. May's eyes widened, and a smile spread across her lips. However, her attitude turned abruptly and she froze momentarily as all joy left her features, the strangest sight to Derek by far. She seemed to swiftly recover though, so Derek let it go. Sheesh, half of his moments, thoughts, or actions ever made sense. It gets the best of people.
“Hardly as impressive as it should be!” She announced with a laugh, “The sunlight definitely puts a damper on the visibility, and the colors around us only add to the bright distraction.” Derek raised his eyebrows, was this girl actually a real person? She wasn't Miss-Ray-of-Sunshine- all the doo-long-day? Pippin looked up at her with a raised eyebrow and a little half smile.
“And when did we become so critical?” His tone was teasing, and May blushed ever so slightly while rubbing the back of her head sheepishly. Why was she?
I like it. he thought
“My brother lives up in Kelud, which is close to Barrowood where the lights dance at night, he’s told me of them, and sent me pictures as I haven’t seen him in a long, long time.” Pip let out a laugh before shaking his head.
“Fair enough. So when do we get to start eating?” May scratched her temple in thought for a few seconds before shrugging.
“Food’s already out, so I guess whenever.” With an enthusiastic yell from Pippin, the two(Pippin and May) began to pick out the foods they would be feasting on. On cue, Derek and Kirk did the same. Kirk leaned over the table knocking a few plates over and picked up a large fish with his fangs. He laid back down on the floor and dug in, licking his gums. Salmon~ Derek simply grabbed some chicken and apples, facing the voices again about his food and pushing the thoughts that there could possibly be poison in it and ate it anyway. The figures screamed behind him as if they were dying, wailing in pain and clawing at his back. It took every ounce of his sanity to hold on and not turn around with a bloody cry and rip them off of him. They are not there. He self-soothed himself. Ignore them.
Today is so hard, what would the rest of the year be like?
“May… Maaay…. May??” With every calling of her name, Derek kept coming back again and again to hear only their voices and see only their faces. “Hey, you alright?” She nodded.
“Ah, I’m perfectly fine, just lost my appetite all of a sudden.” She reassured quickly with a sheepish tone to her voice.
“If you’re sure. You still need to eat something.” Pip frowned lightly.
”Just eat.” he declared miffed.
Macari poked around her food with a fork before putting some fruit into her mouth. Pippin returned to munching on his greens. Macari was acting strange. Forget it, he's only known her for a day. This could be her usual-self.
“So, what’ve you been up to lately, Derek? I haven’t really seen you around.” she asked. How the hell was he suppose to answer that question?
Well, you could answer it honestly. 'I've been shut up in my room dealing with voices and hallucinations while thinking the world is out to get me. he mocked.
No one is allowed to know about this, Kirk. No response but a bored expression from the tiger looking away.
”Nothing much, how is training?” he decided to go with small talk and with a little more consideration added, ”Still with the two idiots?”