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@to-become-human said: Normal: What kind of obscure hobbies or passions do they have?
I would not necessarily call it obscure, rather a little creepy, but Connor really likes watching people, whether it be out on the street, in a shopping mall, on the TV screen, in a video game... He likes to mimic their gestures and expressions, try and figure out their mannerisms until he can copy them perfectly, until he can understand what a certain person is doing, why they are doing it, to the point of being able to predict what their next action, their next statement might be.
He likes analyzing speech patterns. He likes picking up on tiny quirks and copying them, with his ability to replicate voices being insanely useful in that regard. He likes overanalyzing people and instances - and yes, it is a little unsettling to learn about. But the people he does observe hardly ever are aware of his presence at all, as such - and because he never uses his ability to cause harm - he has yet to understand that his behaviour might not be entirely appropriate.
& Dragon: What are they most known for?
I would suppose his identity as the Deviant Hunter, the guy who helped free thousands of androids from the Cyberlife Tower warehouse, one of the big five involved in the android revolution, even if he personally knows he barely played a part in it. His reputation causes a huge discrepancy between the two pictures his kind has of him - either the traitor, the hunter, the killer sent out to do CyberLife’s bidding, or one of the heroes of the revolution, one of the saviours of android-kind.
(Pokemon Type HC Pack.)
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Simon was happy to feel useful again after they finally won their freedom. Markus was so busy with the political side of things, running things mostly by Josh and North since they had differing opinions that could give him insight in how to deal with things, so there wasn’t much time to care for his family. So when he brought them all to meet Carl and asked for help Simon couldn’t say no.
The blonde had seen Leo only once before but hadn’t met him really. It was more of a passing glance when he went to prepare lunch for Carl and he was gone before Simon could ask if there was a second place setting needed. The young man had looked too thin and he wished he could get a good meal in him to get him at least a little healthier. Something about him screamed a need for help that Simon wanted to answer.
Perhaps he would get the chance as Markus told him to keep an eye on his father so he could pick the young man up. Apparently he’d been in some kind of trouble and his friend wanted to get him out of it. Carl told him Leo had a drug habit. Red ice. The thought of the drug brought up some awful memories.
“He needs help,” Simon told the man beside him, “whether he wants to admit it or not. No one can fight that addiction alone.”
TOUCH MY MUSE. BE DESCRIPTIVE OR SIMPLE, TENDER OR VIOLENT, FOND OR HATEFUL— ANYTHING GOES. || still accepting
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Leo: *awkwardly pats Markus on the back*
Perhaps it was uncertain, even a little clumsy, but Markus went still and then smiled, slight and fond, at the wordless gesture. Once there wouldn’t have been even civil conversation between them, much less well meant, fraternal contact. Markus was touched, and grateful, and-...
He turned, bridged the gap between them and drew Leo into a careful hug. They were no small part of broken, but Markus, in that moment, didn’t care. They’d worked to where they were now, and aside from the time he’d held Leo, bleeding out onto a concrete floor in his arms, and the snatches between when one of them had offered a hesitant gesture, he’d never hugged him.
Markus was remedying that now.
TOUCH MY MUSE. BE DESCRIPTIVE OR SIMPLE, TENDER OR VIOLENT, FOND OR HATEFUL— ANYTHING GOES.
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North: *nuzzles Markus's neck*
Markus’ processor stuttered, and she no doubt felt the way he responded as much as heard the low hum of pleasure in his throat. His head listed and his eyes slipped closed.
“Don’t do that.” He whispered, meaning the exact opposite.

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Just wrap me in your arms, in your arms I don't wanna be nowhere else Take me from the dark, from the dark
- Can You Hold Me? by NF
@tobecomehuman | “I’ve never been good at emotional stuff. except anger. I’m good at anger.” / from North (of course xD)
☞☞ QUOTES I FOUND ON PINTEREST SENTENCE STARTERS PT. ONE ☜☜
“I don’t think you give yourself enough credit.” Markus looked down at her, his eyes as gentle as his voice, “I’ve seen you with our people. You care about them. You comfort them.”
He reached and curled his fingers around her palm, his thumb stroking across the back of her hand.
“I don’t know if anyone is ever really good at emotions.” There’s a quiet chuckle lingering in his voice that mellows as he continues, “But if so, I think you’re good at a great deal more than anger.”
@tobecomehuman | “Are monsters born or created?” / from Leo
☞☞ QUOTES I FOUND ON PINTEREST SENTENCE STARTERS PT. ONE ☜☜
Markus felt a thread of tension crawl up his spine and he glanced in Leo’s direction, mismatched eyes regarding the younger Manfred with veiled concern.
“You’re not a monster, Leo.” He breathed. Red Ice turned him into someone he wasn’t, but that didn’t make him a monster. Monsters were those humans from the fight ring whose sole pleasure was tormenting his kind. Wolfe was a monster.
“But if you’re wanting an answer, they’re created.”