[Thread: closed] Yield for nothing
Who: Shilo and GraveRobber
Where: The alley where they first met
When: around 6pm, July 16th
Summary: Shilo is anxious to explore her new surroundings and taste freedom for the first time, GraveRobber offered to show her around out of the goodness of his black, little heart.
Rating: R for abyss stuff, possible language and implied pedoness!
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Where: The alley where they first met
When: around 6pm, July 16th
Summary: Shilo is anxious to explore her new surroundings and taste freedom for the first time, GraveRobber offered to show her around out of the goodness of his black, little heart.
Rating: R for abyss stuff, possible language and implied pedoness!
Other: ( Read more... )
He liked seeing her agitated, trying to vanish; but a beauty like hers would never diminish, not while she was willing it. The more she struggled, the more she shined.
Eventually, GraveRobber emerged, using a handy fire escape - which creaked and groaned as if it would fall apart any second and probably would one day. He made his way toward her, approached with sure steps - not even a trash can could be overturned in the Abyss without him noticing it.
"Hey, kid," He murmured. "You look a little cold there, waiting there. Are you sure you feel up to this little adventure?"
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"I'm fine." She said quietly. Her smile quickly disappeared when she heard a loud sound over her shoulder. She jumped again, this time towards the GraveRobber while wide eyes scanned the darkness behind her, her mouth forming a little 'o' of surprise.
"S-so... where are we going first?" She asked in a shaky voice. She didn't want to admit that she was scared. Scared of getting caught, scared of being found, and, most of all, scared of being put into another cage. Death and danger, that wasn't as scary as living in confinement and sickness.
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"It depends on what you want to see." He murmured, leaning close to her ear. "What is it you can bear? Or will you faint on me, fall into my dangerous arms?" A chuckle.
"Don't hold back that fear. It's the lifeblood of the Abyss."
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"I want to see it all." She whispered. "I can handle it, I won't faint. I took my medicine."
Don't hold back. yield for nothing. Live life. Those words only strengthened her resolve and served to make her more determined to do this. If she could make it in the underbelly of NeoGenesis, she could make it anywhere.
...But could she make it?
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"You have to be ready for that, you have to be. You won't get anywhere clinging to the same old threads."
He turned as if to walk away from her, but paused to turn his gaze upward. GraveRobber closed his eyes and took a breath; this scent was his, it permeated everything that he held dear.
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"What if those threads are all I have?"
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"I would not advise advertising your condition too much on the network." He went on. "Unless it's a clever ploy to gain sympathy...?"
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At his last remark, she turned a fierce expression up towards his face, "I don't need anyone's sympathy."
Just because she was defective didn't mean she couldn't take care of herself or be normal. Her father never understood that she wasn't as breakable as he thought she was. He was constantly looking at her from the standpoint of a doctor and not someone that had faith in her. She hated it.
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"You're alone now - you must first - and foremost - realize this. Whether in some other place or here, you are alone. You cannot rely on those around you - they are only one fix away from being useless. Some worse than that. Much worse."
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He did have a point though. It wouldn't do much good to rely on other people. She had to learn to stand alone, take care of herself, stay alive.
"One fix? Like drugs?" She had heard that term before but only after she had arrived in the lowest level. "You don't do them, do you?" There was only curiosity in her eyes and a bit of concern on her face. It was bad enough Mason needed drugs to function, could she handle two addicts?
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"Don't ever rely on me, kid. You have to realize that I may be here, but I am not someone you should come crying to when things don't go your way, or when you become frightened."
A chuckle, low ripple of a laugh. "I don't mix business with pleasure."
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"I'm glad you don't do drugs, but it would be nice if you stopped selling them to Mason." Even though she did not expect him to stop.
"I guess I need some safer friends..."
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"I go where the business is. I don't tell people what to do, what not to do. They ask, I oblige."
A shrug. "It's my living, my job."
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A group of scantily clad women caught Shilo's eye. She looked at them, then at GraveRobber, and then down at her feet as she walked. They wore less clothing than the girls on TV and looked kind of... dirty. Still, they made her feel self conscious and she hoped she wouldn't have to end up like them to fit in down here. Shilo didn't want this place to ruin her. It was only temporary.
Her hand flew to the cameo at the base of her throat. Her brown eyes swept over the scenery, looking at everything but her escort's face and she realized that it looked even darker and scarier than when they had started their walk.
"Is it getting... worse? The deeper we go?"
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"Don't be afraid. No one will lay a hand on you. They know better." He said. "To answer your other question -- no. This is what I am. It will always be what I am."
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Her curiosity had finally gotten the better of her. All her questions had come spilling out of her mouth in a high pitched voice and she only managed to stop herself by tangling her tiny fingers in the fur of his jacket's collar and leaning into him ever so slightly as they walked.
He was like a walking security blanket... or an oversized stuffed animal. Something that didn't seem quite real but felt right to be near.
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