Connor: An RK800

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[rk-869]

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[an-rk800]

I came back to a lot of notifications and I’m sorry I’m so slow! One last 12 hour shift tomorrow and I’ll be around to clear my replies and write the rest of my starters. May lurk tonight for some memes. Hope everyone’s had a good weekend!

[chillixiel]

when you professionally lead a revolution and flirt, simultaneously

[hankconnor]

Connor: [awkwardly picking up crying Alice] it’s okay, when you grow up, you’ll learn to do this on the inside.

[slightedson]

{  Howdy ya’ll. Jess here with an indie Leo Manfred from D:BH. Feel free to give this a little reblog if you’re interested in playing with this sad, troubled shitson. Thank you so much!  }

[a-bungle]

[an-rk800]

Starter Call for those I don’t have a thread with yet! Drop this post a like and I’ll get something out in the next few days! 💕

[an-rk800]

I still owe six but I’m working through them; this starter call is still open!

[an-rk800]

[@harrdboiled​ liked for a starter]

It was not the first time, nor would it be the last, that the door had swung open to a ringing silence. It was a familiar hush, in it's own ominous way, somehow synonymous with Hank in a manner Connor wished it wasn't. Ever the threat that the silence would persist, that it might signal the worst. Broken only by the first step over the threshold, and the heavy pad of paws, the half-hearted huff of a bark dying in the dogs throat as he rounded the corner. Connor faltered a beat, though Sumo merely nosed at his leg; it was always struck him as curious that the dog had never registered him a threat. 

A cautious hand slid into coarse fur, mimicking the gentle scratching motion he'd noted Hank perform. It seemed to do the trick; Sumo slunk into the dark, soothed, leaving Connor to listen hard. 

"Lieutenant?" 

Nothing, but a dull flicker seeping through the crack in a door at the end of the hall. It came as no surprise to find Hank sprawled across the sofa, illuminated by the muted screen. The steady rise and fall of his chest was a reassurance, though the bottle perched precariously on the edge of the sofa was not. 

Sinking into a crouch at eye level, Connor swept the bottle aside. Inexpensive, alcohol by volume 45%. "Lieutenant, I sincerely hope I won't have to douse you again."

[an-rk800]

[@protectoris​ liked for a starter]

"You know..."

Connor had spent a blank minute analysing the styrofoam cup Hank had been nursing, brows pulled together in uneasy contemplation before letting loose; the tone ought to have been familiar to the lieutenant by then. Upbeat, even in the delivery of joyless counsel, the sincerest of attempts to volunteer practical guidance as Connor was capable of. 

"...in one study, 75% of American's were found to be chronically dehydrated. Although many consume enough to hydrate themselves throughout the day, the benefits of adequate water intake are often offset by the excessive consumption of caffeine, alcohol, and sodium."

Connor had yet to understand why he found himself explaining the very basics of self care to a man as intelligent as Hank, though he was more than happy to oblige. Perhaps he simply needed a nudge in the right direction? It had never occurred to him that these little acts of self destruction were so carefully orchestrated.  

[an-rk800]

Starter Call for those I don’t have a thread with yet! Drop this post a like and I’ll get something out in the next few days! 💕

[adversator-archive-deactivated2]

to the people with the same muse as me:

let me congratulate you for your fantastic taste on characters

also,

come and discuss headcanons with me

plot twin verses with me

come gush about their history and questionable life choices and asshole attitudes and the little quirks that made you fall in love with them with me

I’M NOT HERE TO COMPETE WITH YOU, I’M HERE TO DEVELOP ARCHS AND HAVE FUN WITH THIS CHARACTER THAT WE BOTH LOVE

come at me dudeski.

[mintysart]

It’s up to you which path he chooses.

[an-rk800]

Starter Call for those I don’t have a thread with yet! Drop this post a like and I’ll get something out in the next few days! 💕

[littlereddo]

WAKE UP LIEUTENANT!

[an-rk800]

❛   why are you the way that you are ?  ❜

The question gave him pause for thought. He was this way by design, though of course Charon knew that. It was a figurative question, then. A smile spread as he cocked his head, and one might be forgiven for thinking he was teasing. “I believe I’ve adopted a few human quirks. Social interaction has some interesting side effects." 

[an-rk800]

❛ this is the worst ! you are the worst ! ❜

“Allen, please…” Developing a stress headache was an impossibility, but Connor was certain this was as close as he was ever going to get. Pinching the bridge of his nose as if hoping to alleviate it, he tried again, slow and steady. “Small talk is an important part of human interaction. You have to learn if you want to integrate. So, I’ll ask you one more time. Did you watch the game last night?”

[an-rk800]

❛   i want you to think about it long and hard  .  ❜

“Well, if you insist.” Connor knew better than to take the instruction for literal, but to hell with it. He stepped back to sit down, hands clasped on his lap, LED flashing amber, mimicking thought.