#pricktive

Since the revolution, Connor had expected things to change over time. He’d expected changes in laws. He’d expected fewer crimes against androids by humans, and fewer crimes against humans by androids. He hadn’t expected to wind up as Gavin Reed’s partner. In hindsight, he should have. Once Fowler found out that Hank had taken Connor in, and become something of a father figure for him, they hadn’t been allowed to be partners anymore. Working together and living together was deemed too personal. 

So Connor had been reassigned as Gavin’s partner. It hadn’t been fun at first, the pair constantly at odds, with Gavin seemingly taking every opportunity to ridicule him. But Connor consoled himself with the fact that it was his job, he had to do it, and he still had his desk near Hank, so it wasn’t all bad. 

In time, though, Connor found that working with the detective wasn’t as bad as it had originally seemed. Gavin, despite everything, was good at his job, they worked well together, and it felt like they had a mutual respect developing from that basis. Gavin didn’t insult him as much, almost as though the ‘bromance’ Connor used to joke about might not be such a stretch after all, though they certainly weren’t there yet. At very least, Connor could go over to Gavin’s desk to update him on their case without getting his head bitten off. Which was lucky, because he needed to. 

“Detective, I’ve received information that our suspect has been spotted downtown, we should head down there.” 

//A closed starter for @pricktive

Sitting in the back of a running van to their mission has never been a pleasant moment for any of them. The plan’s already elaborated thoroughly at this point; all that was left for the team to ponder over is but flashing scenarios of what ought to happen on the field. The waiting time is a torment as they feel adrenaline rushing from head to toes - a mixed drink of fear and anticipation. Fully-armed under layers of heavy armor, the men were still packed tightly enough to feel each uneven breathing and slight shiver from the one next to them. They all have that kind of feelings more or less. And years of experiences show in how one could take it under control or even turn it into an advantage. Which means, it’s evidently hard for whomever do this for the first time.

Allen gives the figure in the back a quick glance, wondering what’s on his mind. How would that usually cocky and laid-back Gavin Reed take his first night on mission? The captain’s always known how ambitious detective actually is, with those eyes fixed on their SWAT team. Long before his applications rolled in his office, Allen never misjudged the younger officer’s underlying intention behind his competitiveness at work. And here he is, living his little dream.

“Before coming, I want all of you to proceed in accordance to the plan and my immediate commands. Otherwise there’re consequences we don’t want to talk about.” Allen spoke loudly enough for all his men to hear despite the street noise, “And by that I mean you, newcomer, especially.”

Send ‘👅’ for my muse to go down on your muse.

Gavin vc: No shit, Sherlock

//Firstly, hello there x) I’m glad that you come around.

And don’t worry, I’m never so selective about thread ideas; if anything you can always come to my inbox and tell me about it beforehand. It’s my pleasure to interact with new dbh rp blogs at this points x) and yours, I’ve been stalking quietly from afar. *cough*

All in all, please come and tell me more about your ideas when you feel like doing thread. You’re always welcomed. 👉👉

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