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Infected	By : lifewontwait89 Category: M through R > Repo! The Genetic Opera Views: 2224 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Shilo watched Graverobber sleep and she was jealous. He had nothing to lose, there was no possible way he could ever know how she felt.

After the opera, Rotti’s driver had taken her away, far enough that the paparazzi couldn’t reach her. But Amber’s jealous reach went far beyond that of the media. Graverobber had found her blocks from the Opera and lead her through alleys and catacombs. She remembered the sick feeling in her stomach as her chest lost its strength. She begged Graverobber for her medicine, for the pain to go away, to leave her for Amber’s lackies to find, anything but the pain. Instead he carried her, apparently all the way across the city. Why?

...You’re beautiful. It’s easy...

Her first compliment from a member of the opposite sex, and it happens to be on the worst day of her life. And what did that have to do with anything anyway? Why did Graverobber keep saving her? How did she even get into this mess in the first place? Oh... thats right... Graverobber... She could have forgotten that night in the graveyard... That was a lie. She always assumed that life outside her room was as easy as it was on the inside. That teenage angst was the worst of anyone’s problems, but she had to find out for herself how cruel the world was. Lesson learned. Hard.

Graverobber wasn’t sure what to say when he woke up. What do you say to someone who stares at you in your sleep? Much less someone who’s just lost their entire world. So for lack of anything meaningful to say, he led with observations. “Kid, you need a bath...”

All Shilo managed to return was an almost intelligible “uh-huh” as she tried to make it seem that she hadn’t been staring at him the whole night. After briefly pondering her reply, his bladder urgently reminded him of his morning duties. Upon reaching the bathroom he was reminded of the sanguinary mess awaiting him. Given the current state of the toilet, he arrived at the conclusion that the sink was his best (and only) option. At least it drained, and with a turn of a knob, brown water came rushing out of the faucet, slowly clearing as the pipes purged themselves. Noting the drain in the floor, Graverobber did the same with the bathtub, aiming the showerhead at the grimiest wall and packing the entrance-way with towels before leaving the bathroom to its self-sanitation.

When he came back, the kid was watching the sky outside. Her face flashed across the screen. Shilo Wallace- Wanted for Police Questioning. Go figure. The poor kid loses everything and the world blames her.

The bathroom had reached some semblance of what it once was, although the hot water didn’t seem to be cooperating. In the end, cold water was better than no water at all, so Graverobber saw no reason to complain. He decided that Shilo’s fixation on the news didn’t bear interrupting unless he wanted a sobbing pile of kid on his hands.

He found a bar of soap hidden in a cabinet and set to work cleaning himself of weeks, or months of filth, he wasn’t sure and he really didn’t care. He was just starting to relax a little, when he heard a loud thud outside. He wasn’t sure what exactly it was, but it couldn’t be good. Peeping out the door, he saw Shilo on the floor in a another one of her painful fits. She whimpered as tried to help her sit up, a tear falling from her eye as she begged for her medicine, for something to make it stop. Graverobber may have been hard-hearted to the nobodies he met on the street, but he had a soft spot in his heart for the kid. Reaching for his coat, he was determined to make her feel better the only way he knew how. He found his Zydrate gun and made a slight adjustment to the dosage. Searching for a vein in her arm, the thought hit him that it wouldn’t do to be caught walking around with a minor who looked like a junkie. Feeling like a dirty old man, he moved her leg to the side and pressed the needle into her skin. With a slight jolt, she relaxed against him. She reached up and touched his arm as she whispered a soft, “thank you.”

As she went limp, he realized he was still naked, and furthermore that his arm was covered in goosebumps. He hurried to move her to the couch and then to find some clothes. Luckily, the former occupants left some pants that fit adequately. The bedrooms were in better shape than the bathroom had been. He cleared stacks of clothes and suitcases from the bed in the larger bedroom and closed the curtains. The kid would probably want to sleep the glow off.

She hadn’t moved since he placed her on the couch. He picked her up carefully as and carried her into the bedroom. Her breathing was shallow and she was cold, although her body was covered in moisture.
This wasn’t good at all.

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Thanks for all the reviews. I know the updates are a long time coming, so I'd like to thank all of those are still reading. -Sin
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