Stay Alive

Mao Inoue. 20. Sex worker. Gatherer. Drug Smuggler. I won't let any harm come to me or my brother. I will take you down if I have to. 18+

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.:Catching Out:. [ Mao | Himchan ]

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Himchan chuckles when tugged along, limping after the girl. Perhaps it was good that she seemed to be in a bit of a hurry, especially with the sun going down. And it’s slow going, once the sky is dark. With power so sketchy, there were never any streetlights on anymore. But, Mao seems to know where she’s going, so he follows closely.

Blinking when they stop, he stares at the building. It was so different from his own library - claimed by more moss and plants, and not falling entirely to pieces. It takes him a moment to respond o being led inside, but he’s still looking around curiously, stepping as carefully as he can to avoid making noise. “…if you don’t mind my staying the night…then, yes…”

[tlou-mao]

Mao chuckled and shook her head. "No, no, I meant stay at the entrance while I go get what I came for." She smiled brightly at him, patting his arm gently. "But, there are plenty of rooms at the brothel, so you are more than welcome to stay!" Grinning again, she turned her back to him. "I'll be back, okay?"  She jetted off across the rotted and creaky floors, her shoes sometimes squishing the moss on the ground, causing her to shudder. A collapsed bookcase stood in her way to the entrance to the second floor, so with careful steps she scaled it, yelping slightly as a shelf gives out under her foot. She managed to catch herself and scurry onto the stairs.

[chasaxtlou]

DЯΣΛM Λ ᄂIƬƬᄂΣ BIGGΣЯ DΛЯᄂIПG ⌖ ⌈Mao + Chasa⌋

[chasaxtlou]

     He eyed the bat the woman had in her hold for moment, unsure whether it would yet be used even if she seemed to have come to a halt, snapping out of her own world or something when she spoke finally, barely getting a couple words out, let alone a full sentence. Well that was a load of help. What the heck was she babbling about?

"It’s me? Right. What do you want?"     His demanded question came out less harsh somehow, just wary of her as he was of people in general when caught unaware. You never knew with all these crazy idiots around, one wanted to eat you the next one desired your stuff and the rest either wanted you dead just for the heck of it or didn’t give two shits either way. Most of the time Chasa belonged to the last mentioned group, but well, there were certain sorts of people who managed to get even under his skin. Who was to stop him if the man chose someone clearly needed a bullet in their skull and carried out that thought? No one.

     Pushing himself up from crouching down as it was deemed nothing of worth was to be found here the male stretched arms over his head for short while before dropping the limbs to his sides, nodding to the street outside the store as he assumed a slow stroll towards the entrance, figuring he might as well leave the woman to do whatever she wanted and head out looking for a better catch. "Whatever, I’m off. Nice meeting or something."     There was zero sincerity in the formality spoken, more so clear when he only glanced in her direction briefly and left it at that, poised still for an attack that had yet to come even when he was already listing off possible places to pick for looting nearby.

     There were few, but he knew for a fact it was unlikely any of these places held what he was looking for. It never hurt to pay visit regardless, if not for anything else then to have something to do.

[tlou-mao]

The girl snapped out of her daze as he threatened to slip from her grasp, quickly following after him in the low summer sun. She watched his makeshift armor clad body walk in front of her as she attempted to keep up with him. "W-Wait, where are you going? What's your name? Don't leave me yet!" She was stopped in her tracks by his cutting glare, and though usually a look like that would make her feel disheartened, it made her grow warm inside, like whenever he looked at her in her dreams. Her mouth quickly shut and her face transformed into an almost cherry color as he stared.

[tlou-mao]

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Mao smiled softly at him, tucking a piece of hair behind her ear before pulling on the rest of her clothes. She appreciated the thought of concern, even if it was only skin deep. "Yes, please, oppa...."

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.:Catching Out:. [ Mao | Himchan ]

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He blinks, a little surprised by the words. “…ah…thank you…” he mumbles, rather glad to have the compliment. Watching her, he tilts his head. Clearly, she needed a bath. Maybe he could arrange for that, as well, at some point. It would be helpful to have an ally of some sort.

"…I can escort you, if you’d like…no one will question what you’re doing if you have a patrol member with you…” Himchan offers quietly, though, he is surprised again by the offer. Dinner…? She was offering him food for his help…? Really, he can’t turn that down. “…I would like to, yes. Please.”

[tlou-mao]

She smiled at him and took his larger hand in her small rough one, gently tugging him back into the city. "Come on then!" Their footsteps echoed as the city grew dim, the sunset taking away all light in the sky until all they could see by was the light of the stars. Mao stopped in front of the mossy entrance to the library. Her eyes scanned the building for threats, leading the man inside slowly and hesitantly. She stepped inside, the wood creaking beneath her feet. "Would you like to stay here....?"

[taekwoon-twd]

【Emergency】 → Taekwoon x Mao

[taekwoon-twd]

Quickly yet carefully, Taekwoon sliced the bleeding girl’s blouse from her torso, tossing the unwanted fabric on the ground beside them. He could now clearly see a gunshot wound to her side, just to the left of her stomach. It had been bleeding badly, most likely the cause of her passing out; either that or she was in shock of the possibility of her own death. Most likely, it had been a combination of both factors.

Nevertheless, Taekwoon got to business, opening up his medical kit’s hinges with a soft ‘click’ and rummaging through the contents in search of sterilized forceps to remove the bullet fragments from her flesh. It would be a tricky and otherwise painful procedure for the girl to go through without painkillers, possibly detrimental to her current condition. The man had no choice but to administer morphine into her arm via syringe to numb her body and relax her fully in the event that she woke up. Reaching into the medical kit and grabbing the correct injection, the man popped the cap off of the needle, filled it with the tan liquid and wasted no time injecting it into a dilated vein on her left forearm. Now, the bullet removal could commence.

[tlou-mao]

She hovered over him, looking down on his work in appraisal. She could tell he knew what he was doing, but it was still worrying her that she might not make it out alive. Looking down at her ethereal form, she saw the bullet wound on her body, touching it lightly and wincing at the stinging. "What on earth....? Why can I feel that....?"

[tlou-mao]

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[taekwoon-twd]

【Emergency】 → Taekwoon x Mao

[taekwoon-twd]

Taekwoon wasted no time lifting the girl’s weakened body from the bloodied asphalt. Out of all the shooting victims, she had been the only survivor, and Taekwoon was not about to let a young woman die in his care. After all, he was a doctor, his sole value being to save the lives of anyone in need of his care. To the girl’s luck, they were out in front of the local department store Taekwoon had frequented, the one where he had stored some of his medical supplies in the back room, locked under a combination that only he knew. After seeing that the young woman had lost consciousness, he knew that there was only one thing to do: bust into the back room and break open the emergency medical kit. He would take her back to his home later, after he could rest assured that she would make it out alive.

Wasting no time, Taekwoon kicked open the emergency exit in back of the department store, holding the girl’s body bridal style in a tight grip. Though the inside of the shop had been dark and musty, the man knew his way around, zig-zagging through various shelves and counters until a small wooden door on the far right corner came into view. He kicked it open with a loud ‘bang!’ before hurrying in and gently placing the stranger’s limp body on the cold cement floor. His eyes made contact with the large, locked metal filing cabinet adjacent to the victim’s body. He had remembered the code vividly: the digits of his birthday, something no one else knew. As the lock clicked open and Taekwoon shakily opened the drawer, he saw the emergency medical kit resting untouched in its confines.

But before grabbing it and getting to work, Taekwoon glanced back over to the girl, wondering how long he had to work before she passed on. He gazed at her for a moment, gulping hard in his throat before a small glimpse of hope rained down upon him: her chest was moving up and down. It was only slightly, but it would be good enough to sustain life until he could remove the bullet from her body and patch her up.

[tlou-mao]

While her unconscious body laid on the table like a broken porcelain doll, she floated above herself, watching the man run around in what seemed to be a panic. This was strange, she thought. Having an out of body experience was obviously odd, but watching her own body get violated was going to be very very weird. At least, that's what she believed was going to happen. She watched him grab a pair of scissors, gently and meticulously cutting through her clothes. It would be easier just to rip them off, that's what she had learned in the past. She wanted to look away, but... What he did was off. He seemed to be helping her, not hurting her. Maybe she was safe with him.

[tlou-mao]

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[tlou-mao]

Mao reached back, deciding to go along more with it, since she was in the situation anyway. Her fingers ran along his thick thigh, biting her lip as she felt the caked on dirt on top of the muscle. She reached for one of his hands, pulling it into her mouth, biting and sucking on his index finger. The dirty finger in her mouth was the least of her worries. She didn't realize it now, but the condom she was to use lay off in a dark corner of the tent, tossed out of her hands and forgotten earlier. She squeezed herself around him, looking back at him with doe eyes. "D-Does it feel good...?"

[tlou-mao]

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❝ Noire ❞ || Gabriel x Mao

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[tlou-mao]

She whimpered, his girth stretching out her tender insides, causing her to bite her finger to keep quiet. She leaned her head aside to allow him better access to her skin. Mao was rusty, it had been a long time since her last client, but she hardly touched herself as well. This... felt good. It was against her will. She didn't want it.... But damn it felt good. She put her hand over his as it held her leg up, biting her lip enough to draw blood as she shivered from him twitching inside of her.  She put her hand on his rear, pushing it, trying to tell him to go deeper, harder. She wanted him to do what he wanted and leave... But somewhere deep inside of her she wanted him to stay. It had been so long since she had contact... so long.

[chasaxtlou]

DЯΣΛM Λ ᄂIƬƬᄂΣ BIGGΣЯ DΛЯᄂIПG ⌖ ⌈Mao + Chasa⌋

     The cold did not affect him the same it did a decade ago and with earlier wind vanished he could argue it being almost warm in comparison to the harsh winter lurking just on the horizon. So instead of staying holed up in the relative warmth of the library chosen as a home of sorts, headquarters more like, Chasa headed out with no real purpose other than to distract himself from continuous attempt at repairing an old radio, which was not exactly any help for him even if he did manage to find the part needed for change.

     Well, the device alone would not be of any help, but before further plans were made and carried out it was imperative for him to deal with the broken machinery first.

     Since he was out without proper reason might as well look around, if he’d by pure dumb luck came upon anything useful to help in fixing the damn radio, however doubtful with having scavenged through most of the area close around.

     He figured a bit poking around wouldn’t hurt, ransacking through any abandoned objects that may have aided in his foolish but nonetheless time filling goal. He was in the middle of searching through a store bare of any sort of material left to pick up, crouched down to inspect a cash register thrown onto the floor now lying sideways and covered with dust among other matter - when movement from the entrance caught his eye and Chasa lifted gaze, hand reaching for the knife strapped to thigh already as he assessed whether threat was present or not.

     A woman. Just staring at him.

"Yo. ‘Suggest announcing yourself if you don’t wish to get yourself stabbed. I don’t take well to being sneaked up on."      He was not particularly giving advice on survival but stating the situation, considering she had not moved to attack, yet. Nor was there response to his words either as silence stretched between them.

”..Whatcha staring at woman? You mute or something?”

tlou-mao

[tlou-mao]

She had never had anyone but her clients. There was no one else who would touch her, or whisper sweet words to her. No man on this earth wanted her. She was tainted, dirt under their feet. But he wanted her.... Every time she closed her eyes he was there, his arms outstretched for her. The man in her dreams had no name... and no voice. But she always remembered his face. His square jaw, his sparkling eyes, the way his nose curved.... And now she was looking at that face. Mao had stumbled across the store by chance, quietly marking it on her map, having not come across it before. It wasn't very big, probably mom and pop before the fallout. But here it stood, in a good condition. If they were ever forced out of the barriers, this would be a good hiding spot.  She sneaked into the entrance, the automatic doors long broken, her feet shuffling over broken glass and mold from non preserved items. Her back hit the counter, holding her bat close as she heard shuffling on the other side of the store, causing her hair to stand on end. She stood up slowly, biting her lip as she held her bat in an attack position. But she couldn't swing.... Not at him. He was perfect, everything that she had dreamed of.... even the mole on his jaw. She snapped out of her idle thoughts by his harsh voice, causing her to reel back. "I.... It.... It's you...."

[tlou-mao]

Sometimes I Feel Like a Motherless Child [Hyuna | Mao]

[tlou-mao]

     Hyuna was alone traveling doing a few errands for her parents. She may be fourteen but she isn’t scared of anyone she knows how to take care of herself. She has been taught to not talk to anyone. A young girl caught the corner of her eye, as she stopped dead in her tracks.  She saw a girl who looked a lot younger than she is alone sitting on the sidewalk.

Her heart dropped a little bit as she walked closer to her kneeling down. Her big sister instincts kicked in as she looked at her with a soft expression in her eyes. “Are you okay? You look very upset? Did someone hurt you? Do you want a doctor?”

She’s aware that it isn’t a good idea to talk to strangers since you could never know. But she can’t help it, that’s just how she is. As she placed her hand down she felt other items some were soft. As she looked down she noticed other materials that are meant for living purposes. As she looked up she gave the girl a concerned look as she felt a small pout curling down on her lips. 

Mao jumped, backing away from her touch, shaking her head fervently with large eyes as she clung to her lollipop. No! She couldn't let anyone take anything else from her! Suddenly her defenses lowered as she saw how young the girl was, not much older than her. She bit her lip, nodding. "I've been to the doctor before... He says I have mature organs, so I'm fine..." She looked away, at her young brother beside her, gently holding his hand. He'd never have to go through anything like this. She had promised him.  She looked back at the girl. "I'm used to men touching me, I'm fine." She smiled softly. "I'm Mao."

[taekwoon-twd]

【Emergency】 → Taekwoon x Mao

Everyone knows that you’d better be home before the sun sets in Seoul. That’s when the night creatures come out to play.

Between human hunters, violent looters and sadistic delinquents, the nighttime streets were chock full of danger around every corner once the day went dark. Tonight was no different. Taekwoon had stepped outside for only a moment with the sole purpose of collecting more wood for the simmering fire back at the warehouse. Normally, he wouldn’t dare risk himself, but with the cold winter winds rolling it at night, a warm fire was sheer necessity. 

As the boy made his way through the tall grass, he could hear the faint noise of a fight in the distance, most likely back by the shopping center across the field. It wasn’t uncommon for people to settle their rivalries in the open asphalt lot. But what wasn’t expected was the loud ring of shots being fired, 10 or 12 of them before everything went quiet. This sudden silence alarmed Taekwoon.

"People are dead… the attackers ran," the boy processed in his head, reaching into his pocket for his freshly sharpened hunter’s knife before re-routing himself to silently survey the fight scene. It took some walking, but once he finally arrived to the small shopping center on the far side of the field, he couldn’t help but be appalled by the slaughter. Bodies decorated the cool asphalt, blood splattered onto it’s black canvas in a disorderly array. Everyone was still and silent. They were all dead, shot multiple times and left for the buzzards and zombies to feast on their remains. As silently as possible, Taekwoon walked around the mens’ corpses, looting small things from their pockets and bags. Hell, they had no use for material possessions anymore. 

That’s when Taekwoon heard the faint moan of a survivor, his head turning slowly to the left and focusing in on them. They were crippled with pain, holding their arm and crying to themselves,  eyes closed tightly. The stranger knew they were going to die. They was ready to meet their match.

But Taekwoon wasn’t about to let that happen.

[tlou-mao]

Laying on her side, Mao wheezed, afraid blood was filling up her lungs. How did this even happen? All she remembered was the sound of gunfire, her vision whiting out, and the intensely loud sound of ringing in her ears. From her hand, the can of food had rolled out and gotten squished in the brawl. Was this how she was truly going to die? In the middle of nowhere. No one would discover her body for weeks.... Daiki would be all alone. He'd be killed or worse.... The tears ran down her face, making a clean line of skin down to her chin. She didn't want to die. Once when she was young she did, but now.... She was lifted off the ground before her conciousness left her. Floating in the arms of a stranger would usually set of alarms inside of her, but she was too weak to fight. If he was going to take her home and do awful things to her, then so be it. At least she'd be alive.

[daxjongkook]

fly me to the moon || mao & jongkook

Long before the sun had risen Jongkook had been out about hunting. Sure, it was extreme dangerous to hunt in the dark when it was difficult to see the surrounding, but it has its benefits. Sleeping animals were easier to hunt and nocturnal animals were rarer and thus worth more the price.

Setting the sack of fresh meats carefully by the rocks, the muscular man leaned against a lamp post that had long stopped working, his rifle strapped against his back as he waited in silence. The sun was now up in the sky, and though the scenery was quite breath-taking, he wasn’t in the mood to appreciate in. He was forever on alert instead, quietly looking out for any sign of danger, may be it the infects or hostile humans.

He was supposed to be meeting up with a drug dealer by the Hans river, trading his game for the drugs he wanted. Not that he wanted those drugs for his own use. Those things were to be traded again for other crucial supplies. He had never seen this drug dealer before, and it was through his other contacts that had proposed the trade to him. He just hoped this person would be trustworthy enough. 

[tlou-mao]

Sitting on the log by the river, she skipped stones idly, blowing a piece of hair out of her oily, sweat soaked face. She had been waiting for almost an hour now, the drugs sitting in her lap. Oxycotton, lexapro, valium.... all things used to aid and all things used to harm. But what happened after she traded the drugs didn't matter.  She sipped some of her filtered water, cringing at the taste of chlorine and shaking her head. "Damn. Why do we need water anyway.... Dumb body..." Looking up, she spotted a tall, muscular man looming over her causing her eyes to widen. No matter how handsome and attractive he is, he was still insanely intimidating. She stood up, quickly clutching her baseball bat. "You the guy...?" Judging from the dripping sack, she thought so. But you could never be too careful.

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He had the child cornered…which in retrospect didn’t seem like the wisest decision he could make. The child was the violent type ready to attack him at any second. He spotted the child from far away and he was just going to approach the younger one to talk to him, but as Junho was heading over, he had no weapon drawn take note of that, the child started to run. Junho had to run after the other finally trapping him in this alleyway. 

The kid had stamina and ran pretty fast, but Junho could keep up pretty easily. He had been running for a good number of years now so when the child was panting all he had to do was suck in one big breath before his breathing was just like normal again. He could see the child’s eyes as they glanced around trying to find an escape route. Junho sighed, “Look, I’m not going to hurt you. I just had a few questions.” 

Even with those words he knew the kid didn’t trust him as his body language was expressing. The child lunged at him and he caught his wrist, bending it behind his back to hold him, “Look kid. Calm down. I didn’t want to use force, but you’re kind of forcing me to. Just answer one question at a time alright? Are you alone?” 

[tlou-mao]

Daiki whimpered audibly as his back pressed against the cold alley wall. He knew he shouldn't have left the brothel, Mao had explicitly told him many times never to leave, but he was too dumb to listen. Stupid.... Stupid.... Why did today have to be the day he went out to gather insects for study. Daiki looked at the strange man with fear in his eyes, pressing back as far as he can. "I-I can't say anything... My sister told me not to trust strangers!" He gulped, fingers digging at the brick behind him. Meanwhile, a dozen yards away, Mao was idly watching the sky from a tree just beyond the boundaries, relaxing and sighing. Her bare feet grazed against the bark of the tree, her mind floating away. This was her only time alone. Not that she wanted it for physical alone time, but she loved watching the sky in silence. Sometimes you just need to be by yourself.... but she didn't know now was not the time.