#𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐋𝐀𝐒𝐓 𝐎𝐅 𝐔𝐒: // silhouettes when our bodies finally go

[lookedinfinite]

starter call | @svnbleach / joel or lydia

"careful there."  she's hard to find out here  -  a decision made long ago,  that keeps her safe from the monsters still wearing human flesh as much as the creatures that used to be people.  from her reputation, maeve knows most people assume she's a great deal older.  adoptive mother the first 'm. donovan' to start the research, mary working hard, working into her grave.  radio chatter continues on though - one m. donovan no different to another for them, the result all the same in the end.

but her voice is gentle, startlingly so,  unexpected from corner area of her little makeshift lab.

"it can't hurt you or anything, it'd just be a shame to knock it over."  head tilts just a little, doe eyes on other,  cautious and weary yet lacking any of the viciousness needed for survival these days.  "you here to shoot me or to ask for something?'

[phdiism]

𝗙𝗜𝗟𝗘: // tag dump: verses (3)

[doctordonovan]

❝ i could keep you safe. they’re all afraid of me. ❞

the world had ended - bit by bit, scorch by scorch. even now survival seemed little more than a limbo, half the remaining world simply waiting for the next shoe to drop, the rest seeming content to help it worsen in whatever time was left. maeve never seemed to fit in either possibility:   too clever to not see reality for what it was, too determined to let go of the hope scientist clung to. working to offer what little help she could, learning through too many poor experiences how badly letting people in seemed to do.

@oftoska's offer was... nice, perhaps?  concerning in other ways. yet brown eyes didn't rise from the plants she was quietly sorting through, separating them into little piles of those to be dried and those with other purposes.

out here, whilst lonely and arguably more exposed, at least she's tucked away from what humanity has become. ❝ careful, I'll think you're worried about me. ❞ she lightly jokes instead, the best evasion she can think of. yet evasions can only last so long, and she's not been around more than a person or two at once since all that happened with bobby, since the almost death that left white scar on the side of temple. ❝ out here, I'm nobody's burden. ❞

[lookedinfinite]

𝗙𝗜𝗟𝗘: // tag dump: verses (3)

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐋𝐀𝐒𝐓 𝐎𝐅 𝐔𝐒: // silhouettes when our bodies finally go

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐁𝐎𝐘𝐒: // lookin’ for a way out now I can’t escape

𝐃𝐈𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐓: // when my stomach starts to burn

𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒: // I’ve not yet swum too deep

𝐇𝗨𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐑 𝐆𝐀𝐌𝐄𝐒: // I’ll scream without a voice

𝐆𝐄𝐍 𝐕: // lookin’ for a way out now I can’t escape

𝗣𝗥𝗜𝗠𝗘𝗩𝗔𝗟: // I failed to see it from the start

𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐄𝗥𝗔𝗟 𝐒𝐂𝐈𝐅𝐈: // you keep your eyes on the road

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𝐒𝐂𝐇𝐎𝐎𝐋 𝐒𝐏𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐒: //  heaven help me I need to make it right  [ patchedstars ]

𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐓𝐄 𝐂𝐎𝐋𝐋𝐀𝐑: //  not a saint but I could be if I tried  [ yoakkemae ]

𝐏𝐑𝐄 𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐍 𝐅𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐏: //  we meet long before our end  [ yoakkemae ]

𝐏𝐇𝐃 𝐍𝐀𝐍𝐍𝐘: //  let this wild heart run free  [ shrflaw ]

[doctordonovan]

❀    ||      new verse announcement: the la.st of us

she was only a child, found wandering in an area she never should have been able to survive in: mute, terrified, yet clever enough she'd somehow managed alone for a while. mary donovan had been a well known geneticist years before the world went to hell: first working on her projects && these days working for what government remained, searching for a cure.

mary had little interest in playing mother, but a clever prodigy could hardly do any harm. so woman decided to keep little creature, naming her maeve after her husband's mother, raising her to make the very most of her smarts.

by the time of the show or game's events, maeve is usually in her late 20s / 30, continuing her adoptive mother's work && avoiding processing her terrible 'engagement' to bobby before his death. she tends to keep herself out of the way - an expert geneticist, botanist and entomologist as always, who despite natural shyness is still trying to believe in humanity and the potential for the future.

she still isn't a medical doctor in this verse, but because of circumstance she can pull her own weight. like all verses, she's not a killer or violent, and that only works against her.

in this verse, the scar from the bullet wound is still there, but was actually a coma free near death experience for once. bobby was involved with very much the not-good humanity side of survival, something that brought a lot of pain to her door.