feral kou AUs for shutsdown

[miraculess]

AND AGAIN :')

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[miraculess]

[ humans are unfortunately good at making things to murder with.

the noise gets her attention immediately; gunshots in her experience always involve someone who deserves being hurt, which is why she lopes toward the sound instead of heading the other direction, like a someone sensible. and when she sees who's involved...

really, throwing herself at the man holding the gun before he can fire again isn't even a conscious decision. at the very least, she'll make a good distraction. ]

[shutsdown]

[He really wants to just. crumple. slide down the wall. it hurts, it hurts, everything hurts inside and out so why is he still bothering? but then she's here, and he can't let himself do that. instead he's springing into action too, lunging for one of the other men, taking advantage of the distraction she provides to slam him into the alley wall with a well-placed kick... that knocks kou off balance and sends him crashing to the ground with a strangled noise. he's so wrecked. the man with the gun panics, tries to shoot her, but ultimately goes down quite easily.]

[miraculess]

[ the sound of the gun going off again in such close quarters is still almost enough to set her off— she's furious to begin with and operating on instinct, and her thoughts (what there are of them) slide easily from the automatic surge of fear at the gunshot to how dare he scare her how dare he she should make him pay without any force behind it but habit.

it's the choked sound of pain the nameless man makes that snaps her out of it... or rather, her own immediate reaction of twisted satisfaction at the sound of someone that isn't her hurting that makes her realize she's slipping. she clamps down on her anger at the same time she knocks the gun out of the other man's hand, and when she knocks him out it's clean. threatening the other men off with the stolen gun after that is easy.

she drops it after that, not actually trusting herself with it, and approaches Kou carefully ]

...I know it hurts, but we can't stay here. Someone will probably come soon.

[shutsdown]

[hhhhhaah... right. he starts to mechanically pick himself up, wincing visibly more than a few times, pale with bloodloss and pain, but not letting those make him falter much at all.] Where to?

[miraculess]

[ shifts as though she wants to at least attempt to help, but refrains ]

Does anybody else know where you live?

[shutsdown]

No. Didn't let them follow me there.

[miraculess]

[ lets out a slow hiss of air. it's further than her own place, but that's better than whoever he was afraid of finding him tracking him to her den while he was hurt... ]

There is better, if you can make it. ...I'll help, if you need me to.

[shutsdown]

Thank you. I'll manage. [swaying is fine right]

[miraculess]

...mm. If you fall or start walking into things, I'm carrying you.

[ incentive...? following a few steps behind and to the side, where she's easily trackable ]

[shutsdown]

I don't want... to make you do that... [a little drifty, focused on putting one foot in front of the other]

[miraculess]

[ keeping an eye on him and their trail ]

You're not making me do anything any more than I made you sew up my side.

[shutsdown]

And yet we keep meeting...

[miraculess]

I'm trouble. And we both look for that, it seems.

[shutsdown]

...Maybe. [distracted enough to walk past their turn, though.]

[miraculess]

[ she recognizes it and stops there ]

Ah...

[shutsdown]

[keeps going for a few seconds, then pauses, looking over his shoulder.] Ah?

[miraculess]

...Isn't it this way...?

[ pointing. ]

[shutsdown]

[oh oops] Right... [heads back to her side]

[miraculess]

[ mmmmmngh. he really should not have to be on his feet, but he didn't actually walk into anything...

...steeling herself, and offering him her hand ]

[shutsdown]

[reaches reflexively for her hand, then pauses halfway, glancing up to her face again.] Are you sure?

[miraculess]

[ she honestly looks more surprised he'd asked than anything else ]

...It's fine. Just hold on to my wrist; I can't grip properly unless I'm watching what I'm doing.

[shutsdown]

[nods just slightly, taking her wrist.]

[miraculess]

[ even her wrists are cold...

gently going to lead him back to his own squat like that ]

[shutsdown]

[lets himself be led, trusting her to know the way at least]

[miraculess]

[ she does; the advantage of a memory like hers is she only had to see it once. once they get in, she's aiming him in the direction of the blanket ]

Go sit down... Your first aid was in your bag, wasn't it?