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deviatingsoftware replied to your post: ".... are you the one that got clint drunk?"
“your increased blood pressure and heart rate indicate otherwise”
“What are you, human lie-detector?”
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deviatingsoftware replied to your post: “I’m going to kill him.”
“nOT IF I KILL ME FIRST.”
“I would say only if you kill me too, but then who would take care of Penny? It’s best if one of us stays, and that someone is me.”
ngl, connor is high key impressed by black widow
tbf. she is super impressive. and she’s been alive since 1928 so she’s had the time to rack up impressive experiences.
@deviatingsoftware replied to your post ““Can we just agree that none of us deserve to be on Santa’s Nice list?...”
"... he's.... he's not?" He's just joking. But shhh Tina doesn't need to know that.
“... You may only be three months old, but you’re physically an adult, so no!”
@deviatingsoftware replied to your post: “Morning, motherfuckers!” Gavin grinned as he...
There were many things Connor expected when it came to Gavin. Attitude. Vague threats of bodily harm. That sort of thing. A swift snack to his rear, however, was not on the list. In fact, that action earned Gavin one undignified yelp and a deep blue tint to the androids cheeks as he regarded him in shock. “D-Detective Reed????”
“That’s my name.” Gavin answered, not caring to look back at the android as he typed his password into his computer and let it start up. As it did, he spun around in his chair to face Connor, hands placed in his lap as his elbows rested on the armrests of either side of it. “Can I... help you?”
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@deviatingsoftware replied to your post: @rosesxnxvodka replied to your post: ...
oh right i forgot about the jr sr kindergarten. idk what the difference is but yeh. i think jr kindergarten is half days, like preschool, and sr kindergarten is american kindergarten
*whispers* what the fuck?
ok, so what age do y’all graduate then?
they’re called micro sleeps.
at least, that’s what his shrink told him. moments of the day that feel like a blink but in reality it’s almost a minute later. sometimes he doesn’t even close his eyes. they only happen when it’s been actual days since the detective even pretended to try and sleep, or when a certain case ran a little too long. when he physically can’t keep himself going, and his mind forcibly punches out. in choppy intervals.
it’s never enough time to dream, thankfully. doesn’t even come near a healthy cycle during. but it often raises paranoia that always lingers like a shark in low-tide. it’s as if his body registers vulnerability, every part of him wound tight and coiled, a snake ready to bite.
someone’s shaking his shoulder, and all of a sudden the world comes back, sucked like air through a tube and gavin immediately raises his hands to jerk off the one that touched him. a puff of breath comes out, eyes wide and wild when settling on-
“connor?” his voice shakes. his heart races. he’s at the dpd, but he can’t focus. no, no fuck. not now, not now. a hand raises to press his palm over his mouth, trying to take in a long breath through his nose; it won’t work, he can’t catch it. the panic has already creeped in. gavin knows it’s coming. he has just enough time to shove past connor with a hard shoulder, dart down the hallway, and disappear into the bathroom before heaving himself up on one of the sinks. // @deviatingsoftware
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There is an impulse, at times, to make contact with certain strangers for one reason or another. Most of the time, it’s related to a piece of data or memory that Vision has accessed at some point. It happens, sometimes, when Vision delves into the deep recesses of internet data banks for hours at a time.
But this time was... decidedly different. This time, the android couldn’t quite pinpoint what made him reach out to very slowly press fingertips to the shoulder of the individual that he briefly passed without fully comprehending why.
Needless to say, the realization brought on a sudden rush of embarrassment.
“Ah... My apologies. I... thought you looked familiar,” Vision said quickly to the man, trying to cover up his... mistake??? Was it a mistake? He wasn’t sure yet.
