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Nickolas just came to work in his new uniform with hood as he asked. He liked to keep his face covered from other people. He began with simple cleaning of the break room. There was always mess after officers' night shifts.

Regular fly like everyday. He landed in some alley to rest a little. It was a long fly. He didn't expect himself to fly so long distance. Well, he will need to double it so he would go back 'home'.

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     Connor had warned Cassius about Gavin Reed’s particularly prickly attitude and habit of making snarky comments, but just being in the man’s presence was enough to make the RK900 raise an eyebrow. He hadn’t expected a warm welcome, but he supposed it was warmer than he should have expected.

     “My name is not a ‘mouthful’, Detective, it’s only two syllables,” he remarked, grey eyes glancing over at Connor with curiosity. “Are you certain that this is a good match?”

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     The words strike a chord in him, tug at his heartsrings in a way he didn’t expect. His eyes are set on the other, trying to school himself to keep a calm, neutral expression but something in him breaks, gives away and reveals the turmoil of emotion within him.

     “I’m trying.”

     He can’t keep up eye contact any longer, gazing down, to the side, anywhere but at Connor. His hands are fidgeting as he struggles to find the words to say. As if his physical state wasn’t indicator enough, the LED at his temple pulses a steady yellow.

     “I don’t want to be who I was anymore. I don’t want to be a marionette. I’m trying to make up for my past but no one trusts me to be around them. I’m not surprised, really, but how can I redeem myself when no one will let me.”

     A short pause follows, his hands still as he stares down at them.