37TH ♫ | so i'll say “hello” again, “hello – just who have i become?”

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YUURI WAKSA CMO POST

BECAUSE I'M GOING TO BE NICE TO YUURI EVEN WHEN CANON ISN'T!!!

you all know who rii-san is by now anyway this is just a fresh and spicy update to her usual CMO so i can throw it at people to make her play them with me. Like my usual CMOs, I'm totally happy to roll with assumed CR, AUs, setting transplants, BASICALLY ANYTHING YA LITTLE HEART MAY DESIRE, I'M HERE TO GET ON WITH IT

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[littlestsurvivor]

[Ruu wanted to say something when she said that. How safe had her sister and friends been to not fight anyone until now? That explained a lot to her already... like how even hunting seemed like something odd for them. But her neechan told her not to worry about that for now... yeah. She could worry about that later.]

Yeah you got me!!! I'm really strong, so I can help fight!

[Her smile was innocent, as she misunderstood what Yuuri was trying to say. Fighting, survival was just so ingrained into her now, it was her first response. She stiffened a bit as Yuuri worked on the knots and tangles in her hair. Ruu's hair was so beautiful before, it was a shame to see it like that...]

Scavenging

[littlestsurvivor]

[Ruu wanted to be useful.]

[She loved her sister and was... getting used to her friends, but they were such lockers it was unreal! They had apparently dug around the mall before (Ruu flinched upon hearing of it for some reason) and found some useful stuff, but Ruu was sure she could do just a little better.]

[Just like before, Ruu was always running off on her own. This time, Ruu was scouting out the nearby buildings. And it had been her lucky day too; in this abandoned building some wildlife had started coming in! She had already killed two rabbits; once her neechan saw her good she was at it, maybe she'd lean up about this stuff already...]

[Two rabbits, some batteries, a little knife, even some unopened crackers! That was a good haul in her book!]

[But then her head snapped up at hearing someone call for her. The plan was to make it back before Yuuri woke up, oops... but! She ran out of hiding, waving over at her sister in alarm! Yelling was bad. What if dead guys heard her? She rushed over to show she was OK...]

[serrata]

[ When Yuuri wakes up and finds Ruu gone, her first thought is a fleeting, hysterical and half-formed conviction that she had never been there in the first place. Ridiculous as it might have been, it was a fear that swam under the surface of her thoughts often – that perhaps she'd just gone the way of Yuki, convincing herself that her little sister was fine and along for the journey and the others hadn't yet worked up the nerve to tell her the truth.

She scans their faces desperately when she tells them the news, dreading the signs of hesitation or skepticism she was certain she was about to see, but their concern was immediate and it soothed her heart – to a degree. Because even with that fear dismissed, it didn't do anything to ease her panic at the fact that Ruu was gone.

By the time she finds the girl, Yuuri's already convinced herself of every possible worst case scenario. She'd been in such a panic to get out of the van and look that she isn't even dressed properly, just her cardigan haphazardly thrown on over her pajamas and her shoes tossed on like an afterthought. But then she sees Ruu running over to her and – she doesn't even have the time to feel relieved. She runs over and instead of pulling her into a hug, Yuuri grabs her by the shoulders. ]

Ruu-chan! [ Fuelled by panic, her voice is harsher than she wants it to be. ] I've told you– I've told you not to go out on your own! What were you thinking, just disappearing like that?!

[serrata]

[ Yuuri doesn't quite know how to respond to that – so, as she's learning to do, she simply smiles and let the sentence hang in the air, unanswered. She's probably going to pay the price for this later, but for now... she just wants to hang onto this quiet moment, for as long as she can. ]

I'm not tugging on your scalp, am I? I thought it'd be a good idea to get out the worst of the tangles before I started with the brush.

[littlestsurvivor]

[This really wasn't supposed to turn out like this.]

[Ruu's heart sunk when she saw how panicked her big sister was, still barely dressed. Just like before the Outbreak it seemed Ruu would always be worrying her elder sister; it felt worse now though, given how much more dangerous the world was. She was in her head more of a mother than their actual birth mother had been, so it especially hurt to see her so distraught.]

[What a kick it would have been, she mused, for so many to see the former Commander of Namekawa so distraught, especially her former friends.]

[She opened her moth, closing it when nothing came out.]

...

[The look on her face was a clearly guilty one, however. She showed her sister her spoils; the rabbits, the batteries, and the crackers in hope that showing she had found useful things would in turn would help lessen her disappointment. But still she did not let her sister (or any of her friends, as Miki had noted) actually look into her backpack for more.]

[She waited for her sister's response, mouth opening once more, eyes widening upon hearing something.]

Hey. Nobody ever teach you it was rude to trespass before all this?

[She looked over to the intruding voice, that of an adult man, not particularly happy at the sight.]

Maybe this is my shelter. Maybe that's my rabbits and food you got.

[Ruu narrowed her eyes at that. This place was goddamn filthy; it was clearly abandoned and nobody was clearly living here and the rabbits were wild. Ruu was used to this trick (having done it herself), pretending you lived somewhere when you didn't to try to claim someone was stealing from you. Her hands went back to her signature makeshift spear, keeping him in her sights.]

Whoah, whoah, now... come on, not here looking for violence. [the man said, now putting on a fake grin.] Just saying... there seems to be some kind of misunderstanding. That little girl there clearly has my supplies, and I'd like them back...

[Ruu looked up at Yuuri, shaking her head, trying to signal to not buy it.]

[littlestsurvivor]

It's OK, neechan! Just a little but I'm OK. [She happily wrote. Yeah, she was tugging a little, but a little discomfort was the norm nowadays. She just... wanted her hair to not be so messy now. She had to admit, she did miss having conditioner, despite what she said before...]

[... How many more things would she realized she had missed that she had decried as useless, she wondered? Would she become nostalgic for the world gone away, again? In fact... being like this again, she couldn't help but remember something.]

Remember when you tried giving me a haircut when I was smaller and how mad mom got when she saw it?

[Even in a world like this, she could tease her sister with embarrassing incidents from the past, right?]

[serrata]

[ That really gives Yuuri pause – in fact, it startles a laugh out of her, unguarded and unfiltered. It was such a long time ago that Yuuri herself had forgotten it and even if she hadn't, she never would've expected Ruu to remember it. So much time has passed and so much has happened that thinking back to the times before almost feels like she's trying to just play pretend, but she knows that if Ruu remembers it, then it has to be true. ]

I was so proud too. I thought they'd be so happy to see that I'd done it all by myself and they didn't have to worry about taking you down to the hairdressers. I'd even gone and gotten her best scissors to make sure it was cut nice and clean.

[ She giggles to herself, gently working her fingers through a particularly stubborn knot. ]

And it was a very clean cut. I'll stand by that. It just wasn't particularly... even.

[serrata]

[ For a moment, Yuuri's heart twisted with guilt of her own as she took in the look on Ruu's face. Her outburst of anger had been fuelled by panic and, as much as she loathed to admit it, frustration. Even when things had been safe, normal, it would only have taken a second of Yuuri turning her back for something awful to happen to Ruu. And now things were different, the world was crawling with monsters, undead and otherwise, and Ruu had crept away in the night and left Yuuri unawares. Logically, she knew that Ruu might have been safer alone. She was small and quick and she had the experience of scavenging and fending for herself. But her heart, beating hard enough in her chest to knock the breath out of her lungs, didn't know any of that. All her heart knew was that Ruu had disappeared in the night and anything could have happened to her and Yuuri would never have known.

It can't happen again. It won't happen again. ]

Ruu-chan... [ She's fighting to keep her tone level, but the effort it takes is clear by the tremble in her voice. ] I know you're trying to help. And this– Th–these are all useful things. It's good for us to have supplies. But you can't... y–you can't just–

[ Whatever else she was about to say, Yuuri doesn't even know. Not that it matters. She doesn't get a chance to get it out before they're interrupted by the arrival of this strange man and everything about him makes the hairs on the back of her neck stand up. It's bad enough for her and Ruu to be out here alone when there's zombies... a human survivor is much more dangerous. She'd been stooped down to talk with Ruu face-to-face, but now she slowly stands herself up, keeping Ruu close. Her eyes are narrowed and her gaze is cold and a little fierce.

He might not want violence, but Yuuri has no doubt he'll be quick to use it if he thinks he'll get what he wants. And she doesn't want to risk that while Ruu is here. ]

Ruu-chan. [ Her voice is quiet and firm, in a tone of don't argue with me. And though she's addressing her sister, she hasn't taken her eyes off this other survivor. ] Whatever you took, give it back.

[littlestsurvivor]

[Ruu remained, of course, quiet. She was hoping Yuuri would just tell him they would leave; but her eyes widened at the demand.]

!!!

[Her mouth opened in protest, aghast at the idea of simply caving in. These were precious tools! She couldn't!]

Yeah, Ruu-chan. Be a good girl, gimme back when you took.

[He reached in his pocket, taking out an old steak knife. It had nothing on her spear to say the least, but it was still in the hands of a strong adult man. Ruu paced in place... and with a scowl, threw everything she had scavenged in nearly two hours at the man's feet.]

Oh, that's good, that's good shit! Lunch AND dinner? Must be my lucky day! [He said, picking it up and placing it into his own backpack. Ruu was furious; SHE had killed those rabbits, that food was HER'S! She wanted her sister and friends to FINALLY have fresh meat again, and of course, fate decided it was not to be.] Hey now. Not to be rude, but didn't I say I wanted all of my supplies back? [He was grinning, much to Ruu's confusion.]

That backpack she's wearing. I could have sworn I lost one like it. I want my stuff back.

[Ruu became outwardly hostile, taking a few steps back and shaking her head. She picked her spear off the ground, glaring as she pointed it at him, eyes in a glare. She didn't care what Yuuri wanted; he was NOT getting her backpack.]

Wanna fucking reel this brat in before I make you both regret it?

[littlestsurvivor]

Half my hair was longer than the other half and not divided either! [Ruu giggled at the memory, sighing as her sister continued to work on her hair, wincing as her sister had to work on a rather tough knot. And then, she sighed.]

I don't remember mom much anymore. Was she nice?

[It was sad, but true. The Wakasas were so absent so often... by the time she was seven, Ruu didn't expect to see them at her birthdays anymore; and indeed, the last two had been missed. And from the looks of it, it wasn't like... there was going to be any more birthday parties in the future. But still... Ruu had always hoped there would be more chances to bond with them when they were older, but here she was; asking her older sister if their parents were actually nice, not having enough memories off them to build an opinion.]

Do you think they're alright?