❝And I’m not very confident in the choices of this decision, yet here I stand.❞ Elijah shrugged, stepping around Connor in his neatly smoothed down outfit. He was definitely over dressed for this, even if he was in jeans, but Connor hadn’t given him the details of what they were doing just told him what they were doing. So now here he stood, over dressed, and picking a cobweb off of his very expensive and very neat jacket. Rubbing his hand down his sleeve he took a few steps further into the abandoned building, eyes scanning everything as he went and keeping a tab on Connor’s steps behind him.
The floor creaked as they moved, not exactly instilling the best confidence in him. ❝You said you needed my help, next time you say that you might want to include if you’re taking me to some abandoned factory to kill me or not.❞ A teasing smile was thrown over his shoulder. Elijah winking at Connor. Never doubt Elijah’s ability to turn any situation into an attempt at teasing or flirting with the RK800, however anyone wants to look at it. For Elijah he was simply having a bit of fun, given the dark and creepy atmosphere of the place they were currently trucking their way through.
It was cold in here, dark and unsettling. The only real light came from Connor behind him, the LED in his forehead and on his outfit casting a blue glow across the place. Elijah could barely see where he was going but he knew what he was looking for at least. Connor had told him that there was an android in here, a YK model that they found and was to terrified to allow police near to help. It was also far to dangerous to move him, least the kid fall apart. New Jerico, meaning Markus, had enlisted Connor’s help who in turn sought him out. They assumed the YK was hurt during the Revolution and came here to hide.
Simple. Easy. Elijah needed to repair what he could to get the kid out. Mission complete.
That did not make this place any less creepy. He tripped over parts of things he couldn’t see, stumbled briefly back before stepping to the side around it. He was sure the smart idea would have been to just stay behind Connor but Elijah was never one for backing down and clinging to someones side. Had he been allowed to bring Chloe at least they would have had more light. Had Connor told him where he was going he would have brought a flashlight.
❝So, hows the DPD treating you? And the Lieutenant at that too?❞
A sound was made in the distance, somewhere briefly in front of him like something getting knocked over. Elijah paused in his steps, eyes frozen to the place where it had come from. Two bright green and cat like eyes blinked in the distance, looking directly at him. Elijah took a startled step back, the floor caved in and set him stumbling even further into Connor. This time he actually gripped the RK800′s wrist, leg caught in the hole and attempting to pull his body down through the crumbling tiles.
This is it. This is how he dies. Connor truly took him to an abandoned factory to murder him.
Connor hums , he’s not sure whether it’s for ELIJAH’S benefit or his own —————— something that’s beginning to be WORRYING . He’d definitely had reservations about bringing Kamski here , there were endless possibilities of what could happen . A good 72% of them were outcomes that wouldn’t be helpful to anybody . But the odds for a situation WITHOUT the creator were even worse —————— so he’d BITTEN his tongue , done what was best ( What he HOPED was best ) .
It’s dark as they move through the warehouse . Connor’s eyes are fixed CAREFULLY on a spot that’s forever just ahead of them , making sure that there aren’t any dangers encroaching . ❝ I wasn’t aware that LOCATION had an effect on the situation , Elijah ❞ it sounds ALMOST like an apology —————— perhaps just a LITTLE too bright to be conveyed in the right way . ❝ I’ll make sure to include more DETAIL next time I request your assistance . ❞ There’s a pause , Connor is CONCENTRATING on the sounds of their footsteps , the repetitive sound is calming . ❝ I do not plan on KILLING you , however . At least not today ❞
Humour perhaps wasn’t his STRONG suit . Elijah doesn’t seem PHASED by it thought , so Connor is HAPPY with the neutral outcome . It shows that maybe THAT side of his software is improving towards it’s DESIRED effect . Ever since ACCEPTING the deviance within his programming , since accepting that he was somewhat ALIVE —————— he was struggling with allowing himself bits and PIECES of human concepts . Humour was one that he FAVOURED , but one that he was finding hard to pin down .
It surprises Connor that Elijah had brought up the DPD , so much so that he PAUSES in his step . Has to take TWO to catch back up with the other’s pace —————— eyes drawn from their previous job to look at the other male’s profile. ❝ Well enough ❞ he pipes , gaze GLAZING over just a little as he plays back recent memories of the station . ❝ There’s still HOSTILITY , which is understandable . However, Lieutenant Anderson is attempting to encourage Captain Fowler to make things easier —————— ❞
His words are cut off , surprise as Elijah seems to FALL away from him . The touch to his arm ( WAY too firm for Connor’s liking ) registers on a level that has the android immediately pulling backward —————— ATTEMPTING to level the other male as much as he could , eyes WIDENING as he’s met with more than a little resistance . ❝ you appear to be STUCK ❞ deadpan , perhaps meant to be ANOTHER attempt at that difficult interaction . ❝ you should be more CAREFUL , the floors here are quite rotten .❞
Another tug, DISLODGING them from their too && fro . ❝ we have somewhere to be , Elijah ❞ a slight smile , he withdraws from the grip on him —————— a step back , dusting at himself as if he could REMOVE the remnants of contact ❝ I’ll try to warn you next time ❞
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