"Are we free?"

Good boy, Sumo.

It had been a few days since he’d been forced to abandon his Cyberlife jacket at his personal locker within the tower and don human clothes like the rest of his kind had. Very few still wore their android uniforms, and unfortunately RK900 could not afford to despite wishing otherwise.

He’d been wandering the streets of Detroit, trying to figure out what to do next. Connor had failed them, siding with the deviants instead of his masters, and he would pay the price, but first the deviant leaders needed to be taken care of… Markus and North were the primary driving forces of the revolution. Connor was their way into Cyberlife’s mainframes, and he’d heard of a female model named Kara helping out and making herself known as well.

Markus, North, Connor, Kara… Their names and faces were saved to his local memory and cloud backup, his targets once he managed to learn how to navigate this whole ‘appearing human’ thing. He still came across as far too cold apparently, and wasn’t having any luck emulating the human behaviour that disgusted him in other androids.

So distracted was he, that he didn’t watch where he’d been going, coming far too close to the DPD’s block. Just his luck, he bumped into a woman, his sensors immediately identifying her as an android. The automatic scan he performed startled him though, causing him to shockedly back away from her instead of apologising as he’d planned.

Her face and model number were an exact match to Kara the deviant…

Why was he running into her here of all places, when he wasn’t at all prepared to take her on, when he didn’t even have a solidly formulated plan and he’d never even been on any simulated test runs to test his software properly, as would have happened had he been deployed normally?

She was stepping out of the office with Detective Reed, who was certainly one of the slower officers to be on board with her employment at the department. He was humoring her though, which she appreciated. Mid conversation she bumped into someone and stumbled back slightly.

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Helping androids cope with their emotions? He was glad someone was helping androids that needed it. However, he did struggle with his own emotions, a lot. Yet he would never say it out loud, he gathered it was normal, that it was just how things were. It didn’t help how other androids could cope easily despite their experience, the thought made him sigh and look to the side as his LED flickered amber a few times as he was pulled into his thoughts.

“It’s good you’re there for them. I can take it up with Captain Fowler and see what he says. We do have other androids working there after all. They would appreciate the help.” Of course, as he says this, he leaves himself out of habit. He didn’t actively seek out help, why would he? He was the deviant hunter, he was the one that caused a lot of the issues androids to have today.

“If it would be alright, I would like to keep it,” she finally agreed, flashing a warm smile to the artist.

“What are you doing?”

“What did you knock over?”

“Don’t eat that!”

“What’s in your mouth? What do you have in your mouth?!?”

“Plastic isn’t food.”

“How did you get up there?”

“Are you stuck? You got yourself up there, you can get down.”

“I have to pee – can you move?”

“It’s so early, please stop.”

“I haven’t seen you in hours. Where were you hiding?”

“I know you’re trying to tell me something, I just don’t know what.”

“Don’t be mean! I’m just trying to love you!”

“You’re just the cutest thing ever.”

-points to mirror-  “That’s you!”

“I’m trying to take a picture of you, please stop moving.”

“You haven’t moved in hours.”

“How can you be such a bed hog? You’re so tiny!”

“You have the cutest nose.”

“Look at those feet-ies!”

“You’re like a gargoyle up there.”

“Don’t bite me, that’s rude.”

“You look so comfortable. I wish I could be that comfortable.”

“All you do is sleep and eat. That’s the life.”

“You are so lazy. You would not survive in the wild.”

“Could you blink, or something? You’re starting to freak me out.”

“Those squirrels look like they’re doing something shifty.”

SIX WORDS .

❝ i heard you were doing good. ❞ ❝ you don’t grow your horns overnight. ❞ ❝ i promise, it gets better eventually. ❞ ❝ & we never talked after that. ❞ ❝ am i really, truly, that unlovable? ❞ ❝ don’t talk like you’re coming back. ❞ ❝ my most dangerous habit is trusting. ❞ ❝ we’re made of stars & stories. ❞ ❝ you didn’t have to do that. ❞ ❝ everything is poetry when you’re drunk. ❞ ❝ did i mean anything to you? ❞ ❝ real feelings don’t just go away. ❞ ❝ you came & changed the weather. ❞ ❝ when can you just be mine? ❞ ❝ there was no love, only lust. ❞ ❝ darling, stop wishing on dead stars. ❞ ❝ art is another form of screaming. ❞ ❝ silence is the most painful goodbye. ❞ ❝ what the fuck did you do? ❞ ❝ i’m drunk, dizzy & missing you. ❞ ❝ kiss me like you’re losing me. ❞ ❝ i don’t feel like smiling today. ❞ ❝ not all good people are innocent. ❞ ❝ we’re a disaster in the making. ❞ ❝ some things are better left unsaid. ❞ ❝ we really should’ve talked about it. ❞ ❝ i’m so glad i met you. ❞ ❝ i wish i knew you earlier. ❞ ❝ i fucked (pronoun/name) to our song. ❞ ❝ i dreamed of you this night. ❞

TEN WORDS .

Brain: what would Daniel and Kara do tho