Géraud Desroches was simply returning home from a recent shoot, but upon reaching for his dropped keys at his door, he didn't expect to find a fallen human in his flowerbed. Tiny scavengers weren't a new find in the country, most of them looking for refuge from their own corruption-filled, probable-to-soon-be-war-stricken nation and usually being denied by their larger neighbors, but one at his feet, literally, was a surprise. He was driven to do the same until he took closer notice of her bitty, barely breathing body.
Her disheveled, nude form implied that she had nothing and had had nothing for some time, but the lengthy, sunken track left behind her showed that she hadn't planned to be there, probably thrown over his faraway fence to slide to a stop where she laid. Hours later, after attempts of waking her, warming her, and the somewhat shameful act of bathing her clean, he found himself lain in bed, awakening under her finally warm, seemingly stable form, driven to send a message to the world. Luckily, his affiliations to the Foundation for Y&M (YAM) Security, a group for the betterment of human-Jüren relations and rights, made it all the easier as he waited for her to hopefully rise.
Young and Mature. Yokelish and Mighty. Yielding and Massive. You and Me. Your(s) and Mine. If You Ask Me, I YAM.
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