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p_r_i_s_c_aTitle: Desperation
Characters: Walter, Paige, Sylvester
Prompts: 15-minute-fic steel (Monthly super go)
Word Count: 246
Finished: 15.06.2020
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„Who do you think you are,“ Paige asked, watching Walter thoughtfully. „The man, made out of steel?“
Frowning, the young man looked up from his computer screen. „Hmm?“
„Superman,“ Sylvester dropped in.
„Oh. Understand. This was supposed to be a joke.“
Paige shook her head. „No, it wasn't. I'm worried about you; we all are. You always was a very rational guy who knew to judge a situation. For every risk you took, there was a good reason. But since Megan died, you seem to be wildly resolved to break your neck. It was pretty dangerous what you did today, not to mention that it was totally needless. Toby and Happy already have had the situation under control.“
Walter pulled his face. „You try to tell me that I put the whole team into serious trouble? Then maybe I should take a break for a while, you all are better of without me.“
„Walt. No one says...“ Paige tried to reach out for him when he jumped up from his desk chair. But he shook her hand off. „No one needs to tell me that I am failing much too often lately,“ he hissed. „I wasn't there for Megan when she needed me most. And I wasn't there for the team today. I'm not a good leader at the moment.“
When the door fall shut behind him, Paige looked at Sylvester, but the young man only shrugged helplessly. It was hard to help someone who wasn't ready to accept any help.
Characters: Walter, Paige, Sylvester
Prompts: 15-minute-fic steel (Monthly super go)
Word Count: 246
Finished: 15.06.2020
:::
„Who do you think you are,“ Paige asked, watching Walter thoughtfully. „The man, made out of steel?“
Frowning, the young man looked up from his computer screen. „Hmm?“
„Superman,“ Sylvester dropped in.
„Oh. Understand. This was supposed to be a joke.“
Paige shook her head. „No, it wasn't. I'm worried about you; we all are. You always was a very rational guy who knew to judge a situation. For every risk you took, there was a good reason. But since Megan died, you seem to be wildly resolved to break your neck. It was pretty dangerous what you did today, not to mention that it was totally needless. Toby and Happy already have had the situation under control.“
Walter pulled his face. „You try to tell me that I put the whole team into serious trouble? Then maybe I should take a break for a while, you all are better of without me.“
„Walt. No one says...“ Paige tried to reach out for him when he jumped up from his desk chair. But he shook her hand off. „No one needs to tell me that I am failing much too often lately,“ he hissed. „I wasn't there for Megan when she needed me most. And I wasn't there for the team today. I'm not a good leader at the moment.“
When the door fall shut behind him, Paige looked at Sylvester, but the young man only shrugged helplessly. It was hard to help someone who wasn't ready to accept any help.