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ᴅᴇᴄɪᴅᴇ ᴡʜᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀʀᴇ ﹣ ᴀɴ 𝑶𝑩𝑬𝑫𝑰𝑬𝑵𝑻 𝑴𝑨𝑪𝑯𝑰𝑵𝑬﹐ ᴏʀ ᴀ 𝑳𝑰𝑽𝑰𝑵𝑮 𝑩𝑬𝑰𝑵𝑮.. ᴄᴀᴘᴀʙʟᴇ ᴏғ ғʀᴇᴇ ᴡɪʟʟ.

[prototypedroid]

moved connor over here

[charliemvrdock]

”Hello, Connor.” 

[avvikare]

[yan-may-fire]

Wow

[prototypedroid]

dettroit‌:

BEHIND    THE     STALE     EXPRESSION     AND     LOOMING     SILENCE     –     RESTS     UNEASINESS.     guts  twist  and  rearrange  to  form  a    vile    sensation  brewing  within    / /    fighting  himself  in  a  way  he  would  not  admit  out  loud.    (    THE    ANDROID    WAS    HOPEFUL    –    brave    to    be    so    …    but    also    FOOLISH.     to    believe    the    detective    would    willingly    change    his    ways    with    a    couple    reassuring    words    strung    together    with    confidence    and    determination.     if    his    own    doubts    and    fears    did    not    drive    his    EMOTIONS    …    maybe    he    would    have    listened.     reached    out    and    accepted    the    offer    given    ,    but    it    would    take    more    than    that    to    drop    his    carefully    constructed    walls.    )     digits  twitch  along  the  steering   wheel    ,    dancing  with    contemplation    before  a  sign  was  pushed  passed  parted  lips.

“    let’s    just    get    through    the    case    first    before    we    start    making    fuckin’    friendship    bracelets    for    each    other    ,    ALRIGHT    ?    “     direct  words  do  not  hold  as  much     HOSTILITY    as  they  intended  to    –    only  emphasizing  on  wanting  to  get  through  the  case.     “    i’m    not    making    any    promises.     what    ever    happens    on    this    investigation    -    HAPPENS    -    and    that’s    that.    “     he  made  his  intentions  as  clear  as  possible    ,    though  there  still  rests  masked  uncertainty  that  dives  deeper  than  what  he  reflects  on  the  surface.

pointed  gaze  shifts    ;;    going  from  the  radio    ,    to  connor    ,    then  back  to  the  road    –    an    INTRIGUED    expression  flashing  sun  kissed  features  for  a  brief  moment  before  dissipating.     “    didn’t    take    you    to    be    a    music    fan.    “

words spoken would have HURT HIM had he not been expecting them. maybe they did. that was the thing though. with him, the HARSHNESS was normal ( a dislike for androids was still normal, despite all that’d happened ). connor hadn’t truly expected for things to change just because of his own hopefulness ------ he’d be a liar to pretend otherwise. the hostility was growing old, however, and he was growing tired. he’d allow for it to slide for now though ( if only to make the rest of their time spent together easier ).

eyes locked onto digital display of car’s radio, there’s no hesitation from negotiator when he speaks a simple, ❝ understood. ❞ whatever happens, happens --------- he could live with that ( not like he had much of a choice ).

HE CONTENT WITH SITTING IN SILENCE, and very well would have for the remainder of their ride ( however long that was ), but as gavin speaks up once more is his attention drawn to him. gaze averting towards other, brows lift slightly and the corners of pallid brims curl into a gentle smile ( one that’s SHORT LIVED ). ❝ hank always listens to music in the car, and i grew to like it. ❞ it’s stated simply, and without hesitation ( or long winded explanation ). ❝ --- .. might i ask what kind of music you listen to, detective ? ❞   

[prototypedroid]

dettroit‌:

CONNOR     WAS     RIGHT     ABOUT     ONE     THING    –    THIS     SHOULD     BE     FAIRLY     EASY.     in  reality    ,    two  brains  was  better  than  one    (     BUT     AN     EXTRA     BODY     MEANT     THAT     GAVIN     NEEDED     TO     BE     CAREFUL.     taking     risks     would     be     out     of     the     question     with     a     “    partner    “     )     at  least  the  chances  of  getting  the  case  solved  improved  greatly.     who  knows     …     maybe  this  wasn’t  going  to  be  so  bad.     DOUBTFUL.     but  only  time  could  tell.

his  hand  originally  inched  towards  the  radio  in  anticipation  to  block  out  any  and    ALL    noise    ,    but  decided  against  it     for    now.     instead    ,    he  entertained  connor’s  excuse  for  a  conversation    ,    glancing  over  at  the  deviant  before  focusing  his  attention  on  the  road  once  more.     “     don’t    think    i’ve    had    the    PLEASURE    of    seeing    you    work    a    case    before.     “     he  was  only  being    SLIGHTLY    sarcastic     “     it’ll    be     …     interesting.     to    finally    see    what    you    can    do    in    action.     just    don’t    do    something    stupid    ;;    i    don’t    feel    like    writing    any    incident    reports    when    we    get    back    to    the    station.     “

the  detective  was  content  for  now    –    leisurely  cruising  through  the  streets  of  detroit  as  if  out  for  a  sunday  drive    //    basking  in  the  familiar  sights  as  the  world  pasted  by  them  at  a  comfortable  speed.     they    would    get    there    when    they    get    there    …

that was true. neither of them had seen the other in action------ finally getting a chance to see how gavin worked cases in full would be a change of pace, and a welcomed one at that ( especially in comparison to only having seen him DEPARTING the scenes ). ❝ likewise, detective. i’m sure the pleasure will be all mine to see you at work--- firsthand, of course. ❞ quick glance is directed towards him as a genuine, reassuring smile spreads ‘cross pallid brims momentarily. ❝ don’t worry. i have no intentions of doing anything “stupid”, as you put it. ❞ though with THEIR RELATIONSHIP, an abundance of things could file into that category.

gaze kept on him for moments longer, it’s soon redirected to the scenery set out before them; dark eyes taking it in --------- though attention on the OUTSIDE is short lived, as negotiator’s gaze redirects to the radio ( it’s blank screen and overwhelming silence ). there’s a moment’s hesitation, but he soon reaches hand forth; taking gavin’s previous move to turn it on ( but retreating ) as the INITIATIVE to do so, himself, instead ( albeit keeping the volume low ).

❝ --- .. i know you said that you would “play nice”, detective ... but i really do hope that our ... previous animosity towards one another doesn’t affect how we work together here, and i’d like to put it aside for the time being. ❞ perhaps it was a pointless thing to BRING UP ( as gavin had already made his intentions in that department clear ), but.. ❝ perhaps this can be us turning over a new leaf. ❞ and behaving without hostility between them could become something of the norm for them, instead.

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[prototypedroid]

dettroit‌:

HE       WORKS       ALONE.     this  was  common  knowledge  that  was  to  be  understood  by     everyone     in  the  station.     only  on  rare  occasions  did  the  detective  dabble  with  another  on  a  case  if  he  was     NEEDED                     not  because  he     WANTED     to  help.     so  when  word  reached  him  that  he  would  be  taking  a  case  with  a  certain  deviant     …     he  was     exasperated.     completely  beside  himself.     as  if  this  was  some     twisted     joke     the  captain  was  playing  on  him  that  he  failed  to  understand  the  humor  to.     he  would  just  need  to  remind  himself  that  this  was  only  one  case     (    one    case    too    many    !    )    HOW  BAD  COULD  IT  BE     ?

as  if  on  cue    ,    his  new    PARTNER    was  approaching  now.     at  first    ,    he  tried  to  quickly  advert  his  gaze    ,    as  though  not  looking  at  the  deviant  would  make  him  vanish  out  of  thin  air.     that    ,    did  not  seem  to  be  the  case.     “     skip    the    formalities    ,    connor.     “     words  are  bitter    (    but    for    reasons    out    of    the    deviants    control.    )

“     look    –    i’m    gonna    play    nice    the    best    i    can    ;;    so    let’s    just    focus    on    the    case    ,    get    this    shit    solved    ,    and    be    on    our    separate    ways    once    it’s    all    said    and    done               alright    ?     “     gavin  was  reaching  for  his  car  keys  as  he  spoke    ,    only  pointing  his  gaze  towards  connor  once  he  was  ready  to  go.

“     let’s    roll.     “

any words he wished to speak had died QUICKLY in his throat with older’s response; LED flashing yellow before cycling back to blue ( his gaze remaining locked despite his reluctance to reciprocate it ). he wasn’t a fool------ he didn’t EXPECT a response different from what he’d received ( perhaps one without the admittance to play nice ). they weren’t FRIENDS in the slightest. hell, connor sometimes even found himself questioning whether calling them ‘acquaintances’ was the correct term for what they had between them ( was there anything at all? ). working on a case with gavin wasn’t what he would consider an IDEAL SITUATION, so it was only logical to expect a similar response in return. he BRAVES a smile, however, the moment eye contact is made; waiting off to the side for him to take the lead ( and he would follow suit ).

            ❝ --------------------- .. whatever you say, gavin. ❞

leisure steps are taken in suit of other’s own as he follows him out to his car, climbing into the passenger’s seat the moment door unlocks. he ANTICIPATES a quiet ride--- would be surprised if it were anything but that, but to say that’s what he WANTED would be false ( much to gavin’s dismay, he was sure ). and so he speaks.

❝ ------ on the bright side, this should be a fairly easy case to get solved, ❞ a homicide -- something they were both plenty familiar with, ❝ so we should have to work together for long. ❞  

[renegade-shepard-archived2]

Stay outta my way. Next time…you won’t get off so easy

[belmontrichter-deactivated20200]

A war is coming… You’ll have to choose your side. Will you betray your own people or stand against your creators? I wouldn’t like to be in your shoes, Connor. What could be worse than having to choose between two evils?  ( x )

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[prototypedroid]

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steps are IDLE, yet filled with caution as he approaches the detective’s desk; his arms kept NEATLY behind his back. LED remains a calm blue despite the tension eating away at android’s programming ( they weren’t on good terms before, he had his doubts that that had changed now that his kind were accepted into society ). ❝ ---------i know you and i haven’t always seen eye to eye, ❞ and understatement, really. ❝ but i’m looking forward to working along side you, detective reed. ❞

[orfein]

Gavin,  paying way too much attention to Connor  ;  a novella .

[avvikare]

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[arsuf]

“You’re off the case.”