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shamelesshookery2016-03-08 02:34 am
miraculess) wrote in shamelesshookery2016-03-08 02:34 am
feral kou AUs for shutsdown
AND AGAIN :')
[It isn't exactly thought out. Kou flees without consideration, driven by panic and lack of understanding and other feelings he can't quite place, but which needle him all the same. He doesn't have an idea of where to go. He only knows where he can't be, so in a moment he feels particularly cornered he just gives up on trying to use logic, and slams himself through the barrier between worlds with as much raw power as possible.
He shows up a hundred feet above the ground, and is simply too discombobulated to even try and break his fall with wind. The closest thing is the roof of an abandoned building, softened by decay enough to give under his weight and momentum, rather than flatten him like a fly on a windshield. Luckily he's built tough, so the fall doesn't kill him, but it does knock him out pretty solidly, and he's far from uninjured.]
He shows up a hundred feet above the ground, and is simply too discombobulated to even try and break his fall with wind. The closest thing is the roof of an abandoned building, softened by decay enough to give under his weight and momentum, rather than flatten him like a fly on a windshield. Luckily he's built tough, so the fall doesn't kill him, but it does knock him out pretty solidly, and he's far from uninjured.]
[ the noise of the roof giving way startles her awake enough to flatter herself against the corner she'd tucked herself into, already gearing up for a fight even before she's registered having woken or why. so when the body hits the ground it's a good minute or so of adrenaline-laced, incoherent confusion before it sinks in that a fight is not forthcoming, and that the person currently lying on her floor is both alive and injured— probably from the fall through the roof.
even in his current state, it's difficult to make herself approach; fight-or-flight means she can't quite shake the though that he'll wake up at the worst moment. and it's close enough to day that all he has to do is yell loudly enough to bring others in... but for the same, she can't leave. and even with her previous track record for handling humans with injuries, the thought of just dumping him outside somewhere... it's uncomfortable.
so. so, so, so. it's a terrible idea, but... if she's to let him stay, then what should she do...?
...when he wakes up, it's to bandages wrapped around the worst of his injuries, something reasonably soft under his head, and the most obvious of any weapons he has taken. there's cloth over his eyes. ]
even in his current state, it's difficult to make herself approach; fight-or-flight means she can't quite shake the though that he'll wake up at the worst moment. and it's close enough to day that all he has to do is yell loudly enough to bring others in... but for the same, she can't leave. and even with her previous track record for handling humans with injuries, the thought of just dumping him outside somewhere... it's uncomfortable.
so. so, so, so. it's a terrible idea, but... if she's to let him stay, then what should she do...?
...when he wakes up, it's to bandages wrapped around the worst of his injuries, something reasonably soft under his head, and the most obvious of any weapons he has taken. there's cloth over his eyes. ]
| [His first thought when he wakes up is that everything hurts. His second thought is that he's been caught, and those were the only two reasonable thoughts he gets to have, because he sits bolt upright the second he realizes that, as if to test bonds that haven't been placed on him. He's... genuinely surprised he hasn't been tied up, for the few seconds before his wounds complain about the sudden movement, and he doubles over with a gasp.] |
[ —hisses, startled ]
You—
[ falling silent, suddenly terrified of speaking. when was the last time she'd talked to someone for purposes other than trying to intimidate them? ]
...Don't do that, you just fell through the roof.
You—
[ falling silent, suddenly terrified of speaking. when was the last time she'd talked to someone for purposes other than trying to intimidate them? ]
...Don't do that, you just fell through the roof.
[ ...bares her teeth, though he can't see it, and snaps right back ]
The one whose roof you just fell through. Do you want your ribs to heal badly?
The one whose roof you just fell through. Do you want your ribs to heal badly?
[ there's a rusty-sounding scrape—machinery?—and the cloth shuffle of someone moving rapidly... but it's away from him, not toward ]
Don't touch that.
[ another bit of information to add: she's apparently terrified by the idea of him being able to see. ]
Don't touch that.
[ another bit of information to add: she's apparently terrified by the idea of him being able to see. ]
It's better for the both of us if you don't see me.
[ flat and terribly bitter ]
It means I'm disfigured to the point I can't actually go out in public, among other things.
It means I'm disfigured to the point I can't actually go out in public, among other things.
I wasn't going to leave you to bleed out on my floor.
I don't know. I just know that people always do.
I could—
[ ah. well.
her home is definitely an abandoned building; she's made some attempts to keep things from being utterly filthy and miserable, but the walls are still stained with damp and there's still a lot of dust and not much room. there's nothing really in there except bits of a first aid kit scattered to his side, a beaten-up old duffel bag near the wall, and a pile of old blankets in the corner.
which she is now currently hiding under. ]
[ ah. well.
her home is definitely an abandoned building; she's made some attempts to keep things from being utterly filthy and miserable, but the walls are still stained with damp and there's still a lot of dust and not much room. there's nothing really in there except bits of a first aid kit scattered to his side, a beaten-up old duffel bag near the wall, and a pile of old blankets in the corner.
which she is now currently hiding under. ]
[ she shifts, slightly— there's another one of those machine noises, and something about the movement isn't quite right...? ]
I've been told that before.
I've been told that before.
[ growls, tensing ]
You're more people than I am.
You're more people than I am.
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