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CON.:  @dumspirosperc​

To be honest -Simon had imagined and expected his day's course quite differently in order to find himself in this current situation. The young android could have expected everything, but not that he was now in his own apartment with a completely strange man, who was now lying on his couch and resting, since he was still passed out. Here the young unit was now sitting in his chair near the couch, watching the dark-haired man, who looked just as young, out of caution that something might happen to him in his deep sleep, but perhaps more so as to review the past few hours again in order to be able to understand and realize what had happened in the first place. Simon knew these alleys, where he found the man and saved him, so to speak, it was one of the most peaceful corners of Detroit, with nothing more than small coffee shops, several independent shops in the hidden alleys, especially since it was always peaceful at lunchtime and the area hardly belonged to the city center. The blonde male had a day off from his hospital duties as he worked part-time in one or sometimes even several daycare centers and visited the area as on normal days, as this place was on his way home. The android left the café without realizing what had previously happened in the guest bathroom and how the whole story had just started that he couldn’t witness by his own. Simon didn't know exactly what it was at first, but could somehow sense that the atmosphere was changing, there was a certain tension in the air before he would hurry to the exit - and a few meters in the back alley of the café noticed this staggering man. He appeared to be quite disoriented before Simon noticed his face, which was covered with fresh scars near his temple, let alone the many other minor abrasions and injuries, before the two of them eventually bumped together when the stranger went towards the caretaker.

The PL600 showered the man in questions, what just  happened, if he was doing alright as he tried to first hold on to him, thinking the human would stand by his own as it apparently was too late and the injured man would finally pass out and hit the pavement that was under his feet. In the exact same moment the android noticed a bunch of people leaving the café in a hurry, as the blonde turned to see their expressions, shocked, surprised. What in the world was going on in this local? And what had that man to do with this that he needed to leave in the back to get himself into safety now that he seemed to be in the middle of this whole scenario? But this didn’t matter, not right now. The panicked and equally shocked Simon contacted bypassing people of the alley to call the police department or the hospital so the unconscious man would get medical help as soon as possible. Simon, who joined the ambulance to stay with the darkhaired individual, obviously knew the doctors and surgeons in the hospital, as the injured stranger has been brought to the largest local medical center of Detroit, but he was not sent to the intensive care unit because The PL600 already informed them that his breath and general body function remained normal and received confirmation, after a very long treatment, that the man apparently suffered only from a slight but not fatal concussion and that he would wake up without great damage.

However, the explanation for why Simon took the man to his place was probably the result of his immense willingness to help, but also a little misunderstanding with the senior doctor when he asked if the stranger was a friend of Simon, whereupon the android first didn’t know an answer first and staggered a salad of random words due to the still deep shock settled in him, but also the concern about whether this stranger was fine since the domestic unit was the one who found and helped him. The thought didn't really deter Simon from keeping the other with him for some amount of time, maybe only until the human would feel better and recover quickly. The man from the café was covered with several clinical plasters, his laceration on the head was sewn and wrapped in a bandage, and small wounds on the lips were also treated. He was given a little amount of morphine to relieve the pain in his body, but Simon was still advised to have painkillers ready in his home, as the unconscious male would feel the pain of the little post operation on his head and his main injuries when he would finally wake up.

And here they were, several hours later after all the events, with a stranger on the android's couch, their bodies covered quite lovingly with a blanket from the bedroom when Simon could do nothing more than waiting ... and waiting. But finally, after what felt like an eternity, the man's body moved and the carer’s eyes turned almost reflexively to the person he saved today. Simon initially listened to the other's noises as it somewhat felt like aching breaths before the CyberLife creation remembered that he should follow the advice of the doctors and have the painkillers ready. The blonde moved away from his seat after he announced that he would get something against the pain of the strange human after the two had actually made eye contact, before the Android returned after a few minutes with a wooden breakfast board in his hand A large glass of water was presented on it, two half of a banana and two large, oval-shaped tablets, which Simon put down on the small glass table that stood in front of the couch. “Can you really crack jokes after everything that's happened to you?” the unit asked just as teasingly, relieved that the other was able to speak, move, and orient himself by his own and that the doctors seemed to be right about their diagnosis, as the PL600 would contact them later that the darkhaired male would be alright. “I can imagine that you are in great pain. I would advise you to eat and drink a little before you take the tablets ... they are quite strong.” the domestic carer gently and patiently instructed when he offered a first, rather shy smile to the other man before the blonde moved himself back a for some inches to return to his chair near the couch, but watched the stranger inevitably. “You were passed out at the coffee shop after we met, I think you can’t remember though, it was quite shocking to witness it nevertheless out of the sudden. My name is Simon, I’m a PL600 caretaker unit and I’m a nurse working at the hospital I’ve brought you to. I am... really relieved you are doing that good already, you really kept me busy with making me too worried about you.” added the kind-eyed creation to introduce himself, hoping the other would understand that Simon was dong more or less his job and duty to take care of those who needed it, that he had no sick intension to ‘kidnap’ wild strangers from the streets. 

I hope they find the one who did this to you, you carried quite the damage away with you. I hope you don’t mind I changed your upper clothing, as your shirt is in my laundry now since it was stained with dirt and blood, you get it back once it’s clean and you can return back to the ... cold and wild outside world.” the blonde, bright-eyed CyberLife droid muses with a small smirk on his lips, curiousity sparkling in his eyes though the longer he eyed the man in front of him. “May I ask for your name? Perhaps as a first test you don’t suffer any kind of memory loss from your impact.” 

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cont. from this

It was one of the many ways Loki could not quite stand to get woken up. Every time he went to bed, it felt as if he had had the most exhausting day, but the awakening, at times, seemed like a greater agony. There passed some long time of years, with which the god already shared his life with the Grandmaster, actually got married, even if it was very spontaneous. Admitting the feelings had taken too much time, as En Dwi was very prone to show his sadistic side, to frighten Loki, and this was something the god could not use in a relationship. Nevertheless, he wanted to be strong, for himself, for his feelings and with the years ... Yes. Then it just happened. And it was a decision the trickster never would regret in his long life. As the mortals would say in their oath of marriage, “in good and in bad times.” Bad times always come, like an unexpected shadow in the light, but Loki went already over his limits to risk these events. He was happy for once in his existence.

The blackhaired shifted in his position as he was lying in this immensely huge bed, groaning deeply in a tired tone as he absently tried to move his face away from the poking movements of his husband, even managed to catch his hand between his fingers at some time to make the other male stop, grasping it. It’s not the first time this happened, En is well aware that Loki had a weak sleep and a few touches are enough to awake him.

There wasn’t much of time to give for Loki’s senses to ‘restart’ as he noticed the first words spoke to him, it though could barely get registered for the Aesir’s tired mind. Loki couldn’t answer to this right now, instead he opened his green eyes to have a look at the Elder, brows furrowed as the light bedazzled him a little bit. He knew if En would wake him up like this it better has to be important, he knows damn well how significant Loki’s rest is. “What’s the matter with you...?” the younger one spoke in a dry raspy voice, letting go of the Grandmaster’s hand, fingers rubbing along own tired eyes. Great... he’s awake now. But he isn’t mad at En Dwi, Loki knew if cases like this happen something goes through the other’s head, something that bothers him and mostly either involved Loki himself or needed his help or advise on something. It became an unpleasant but nevertheless normal routine at some point. He deeply loved En so he also wanted to be there for him, even if this risks a tired moody godling.

But then the words from before ran through the sorcerer’s ear again but the only thing he could notice again was the word ‘pregnant’. The Asgardian though is in a momentary state where he could not give any really helpful answers, but En now and immediately demanded an answer. Instead he exhaled deeply as he rolled himself on his back, stretching his arms with another groan and deep tired exhale. “What are you talking about... why are you worried suddenly about pregnancy. We haven’t done it in a week since your games were... more important. No grudge intented here. But... still...” answered the pale man, starting to lift himself to sit upright and lean himself against the backrest of the bed, verdant hues staring towards his husband still with a rather puzzled expression. “But again... did I hear correctly? You woke me up to ask me if you actually managed to impregnate me? Why are you worried about this right now, hmm?”

It would not be unthinkable. The two had intercourse even while Loki showed his Jotun body, in this form he exposed his two-sex and En Dwi used here and there the female anatomy of his body. But this is so long ago ... Or Loki simply was just a little bit afraid to admit a upcoming pregnancy at the moment.

“How do you want to know...?” asked the sorcerer now with a more calm tone as his gaze averted a little with an insecure expression on his features.

@playingcosmic

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CON.: @fortiscomitas​

It had been the first few months since the android revolution came to an end, as brief as it was, but still very influential. However, the country was in a very narrow split over what the media reported, because they almost always made it their job to only broadcast half-truths, to present half the story. The revolution left with many opinions, as many people clearly sided with the androids and advocated their existence, others were worried that the next revolution would be less peaceful and felt real fear of the machines. The truth was that there were only a few percent of androids that became violent, the greater part joined the peaceful demonstration before the police and army used their brute force to chase them away - it was humakind who used to answer with violence, but even the government did not want this to be true, so the Detroit deviants were put in a bad light because of them.

Now, however, the androids had laws and rights which were put into effect for them, since it was agreed that the deviants were allowed to live in Detroit as free creatures, with the same respect as with human citizens along. There were also stricter measures to prevent citizens from standing up against the androids, if it were a crime caused by blatant hatred or strict up racism, which will be punished with jail or a high fine to repair the attacked android with their own money. Likewise, it has become strictly illegal to own and buy androids for personal use, unless you have a specific reason for it where wealth was none these days anymore. The new laws were still new and fresh and the leaders of Detroit were still planning and thinking how to do and use it correctly and not to ignore the human rights at the same time, how they should deal with CyberLife so they wouldn't be faced with bankruptcy, as the company is one of the reason the City gained money. But one thing was sure, the androids, every deviant, could finally live in freedom and make plans by their own what they would like to do, if they would want to work, to stay in Detroit or leave to other states or countries, in case any would welcome them.

So it was a common day of the week like this, when people flocked through the city and visited a number of supermarkets, takeaways or cafes, even at lunchtime there were a lot of them going out and about. One of them was Simon, who used his day to buy some groceries in a local store. It wasn't that he needed it, the food and drinks, it was for the purpose that more than half of those purchases belonged to Daniel, his brother. Neither did he need to feed himself with any of these things, even if he possessed a stomach he recently installed to himself. The other PL600 needed these purchases for his cooking and baking skills, because Daniel, in his loneliness and isolation, made this his hobby. If a large number of meals were left, Simon would donate them to his work areas, schools, kindergartens and hospitals, because one thing the young carer had to do highly admit, his brother was an excellent cook, it would be a shame to waste such food for the trashcan.

Simon left the larger local supermarket when it was early afternoon already. He carried a yellowish cloth bag on his right shoulder while holding a smaller one in his hand. It looked like a lot of weight and heavy, but it was no problem for an android to carry a bit more of that, so he left the shopping mall in a candle-level position at a slow pace when he wanted to use the time a little to look around a little, watching the shops, the people going in and out for their own personal purchase. However, after a while Simon noticed an individual who was not moving with this stream of people, but rather remained at the center of it, with a phone in hand and frustration on his face - had this man lost his way or was he just upset about something? Simon wasn't really in a hurry, he also knew that Daniel wouldn't be really impatient if his brother didn't show up for the shopping, he had other things to do. So the young carer decided to perhaps help out the supposed lost man by approaching him carefully, asking to be sure if he seemed alright and if he needed help.

Though it surprised the domestic assistant a little that the man first would react rather startling, though utterly surprised, but Simon also knew that some people simply aren't used being offered help just because they appeared to be lost and confused where to go, but for the blonde it was important enough that others stay informed, especially in such a big town such as Detroit. When the other turned around to follow the noise of Simon's words, the kind-eyed first said nothing and instead gazed towards the black haired individual with a gentle smile. Though as the man answered, the PL600 couldn't help but chuckle a little. "I could quite notice it as you were standing in the middle of all these people, I could see it on your expression you needed help." explained the caretaker sincerely and kindly, noticing the accent though that the stranger possessed by his short words, it sounded British.

"You're not coming from around here, right? Are you visiting the US or did you move over from the United Kingdom to this place? It can be confusing being stranded in the middle of a strange American city, you're not the first one being lost." mused the CyberLife creation innocently, as he adjusted his bag of groceries on his shoulder a little. "May I ask where you wanted to go? I know this city like the back of my own hand, perhaps I can help you? I'm not quite in a hurry so... I wouldn't mind it anyway." added the unit ever so gentle and kindly in his voice. For a moment, Simon also allowed himself to inspect the British male a little. From a visual point of view, the man looked as if he would be less able to get into trouble with his body measure, he appeared to be very muscular and well trained and even if he was a little bit smaller than the android, he was still above average height for a man. Only an idiot would want to mess with this man. Nonetheless, Simon was secretly glad that he had addressed and found the Briton and no other malicious soul that could take advantage of a stranger's uncertainty, even if the droid could be sure that the stranger could at least defend himself from at least one person.

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@undeadunalive​ // Continue ♥

It were happy, bright and positive thoughts that ran through the mind of the young android Simon when he entered the local Detroit hospital and got ready for work. It wasn't as if the PL600 hadn't been happy before, but something seemed to make his mood go a little higher and he knew exactly what it was and who was causing it. It was the usual morning when Simon went to work to look after his patients and wake them up or help those who had difficulty getting dressed or walking generally. A routine that could take several hours before it was almost midday again. However, the blue-eyed carer mostly got stuck on other topics, and Jonathan was one of them. It was two days ago when the two men really saw each other for the first time and had the chance to truly get to know each other when the imfamous doctor and surgeon asked him to his office as they randomly, or fatefully met in this other patient’s room in this very night. This was maybe - no, not maybe, this was a really life-changing moment for the unit when it had to learn that there was a vampire behind the charming doctor, a being known only from stories and fairytales. As much as Simon could grasp this situation quickly and accept it, it felt as surreal as a dream at the end of the conversation, it took quite a bit of time before the CyberLife creation could fully realize all of this, that everything was real and all of this really happened. Now he felt bonded towards the doctor he used to be wary about, in away, perhaps even scared, and became a sacred friend.

However, Simon was not uncomfortable in Jonathan's presence, on the contrary. They both shared certain stories, secrets, and a wave of different exchange of emotions. I didn’t took as much time though before Simon actually felt responsible for this man. Jonathan shared so much suffering with the android, so much compassion and revelation, how else should Simon have reacted and acted than with how Jonathan should have been treated for a long time? It didn't matter to the kind-eyed android what he was, vampire or not, he was a man who deserved respect and decency, as well as a friend, a companion. He wanted Jonathan to trust him, not to question his loyalty.

The atmosphere of the androids in the hospital also changed when some noticed that Simon was sent to the surgeon’s office room which was said to be a racist, which now turned out to be nothing but a wrong rumour. The household droid explained to them that they don't have to be afraid of him or have a negative inclination towards him because he didn't hate androids and he was one of the nicest people he had ever met. When asked why he avoided the androids if he wasn't a racist anyway, Simon sought the excuse that Jonathan was shy about them or anything else, but he would never betray his nature, even if finding such excuses were hard for the young blonde since he was a terrible liar.

Though, there was a feeling of something distressed in the PL600 as he could realize he and Jonathan could not see each other the other day, there was so much curiosity and the demand for how the famous doctor was doing to see if everything was alright with him and his well-being. But there was a reason for everything. It was already afternoon when Simon was in a patient room taking care of the beds and ventilating the rooms. The winter air was particularly warm today and it had been raining gently since this morning. Deep in his own thoughts, the caretaker did not notice that steps approached and entered the same room before they came to a stop and a slight, light clearing of the throat caught Simon's attention. “Simon? Doctor Reid would like to speak to you and meet you in his office.” spoke a small, older nurse with dark hair and a strict single bun that held it together. At first the android simply stared into her face as soon as he could snap himself out of his thoughts, a little puzzled, his mouth open, but not a word would escape from him at this very moment of surprise hearing such words. “Um, y-yeah, of course. I'll be right there.” the blonde replied as he finished his job of folding the duvet properly before giving a shy smile towards the nurse and hurrying away from the room towards his newfound friend's office. Was it strange that he felt nervous? Not out of fear, not at all, it was joy and anticipation, this extreme curiosity about what Jonathan might want from him during the day-time.

He stood in front of the big wooden door with the gold-engraved name Jonathan's before the android knocked a few times and turned his hand around the doorknob to open it, and Simon halfway stepped in with his usual gentle but rather shy smile, when clear blue eyes greeted the vampire first and seemed even brighter than usual for joy. “Hello, Jon.” The blonde still greeted him with a cheerful smile as he closed the door behind him and entered the room with small steps. “The nurse you sent said you wanted to see me? Is everything fine with you here?” asked the carer in a small change in his voice that could be taken as worry, as the reason for this spontanous meeting still needed to be answered. Nevertheless, Simon could feel that, in the most gladest way, he was very happy to see the darkhaired again, even if their ways have been split for only one entire day.

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CONT.- @undeadunalive​  

The life of the androids found a clear turnaround shortly after the many events of the revolution, a positive change of events, which eventually paid off for the fight. The new laws made it feasible that even non-owner or family-registered androids were able to find a job, a home, their own individual lives. One of them was Simon, as was his newly found brother Daniel. The PL600, despite his past, did not want to turn his back on humankind because it still held a certain respect for it, also because he was aware that people are not born evil, but are influenced by the environment, of events. This was one of the many aspects that Simon advised to accept for a nursing job, aside his usual programming of childcare. The CyberLife unit longed to offer help for all ages, to be there for those who need a helping hand, company, and, in some cases, a friend. For some time now, the young android was back in the company of a local hospital, one of the city's most famous, having an excellent reputation among the public and staff, it was an ideal condition for Simon, he got along with several other nurses and caretakers, even some doctors and it didn't seem as if anyone here was discriminating against the androids who also worked here or treating them wrong in any way. As much as Simon felt a little insecure or even coy at the beginning, it didn't take long for him to feel very comfortable in this new work environment, also because Daniel helped him out in a few evenings and generally offered him a little closer, familiar company.

Anyway, this was all until Simon witnessed about the presence of a certain more famous doctor inside the hospital’s walls, Jonathan Reid, who almost had the reputation of a saint, every employee seemed to respect and appreciate him very much, but recently the young creation noticed something strange about this person - and even Daniel had noticed this. There were a number of androids employed at this hospital, but none of them were never seen by Dr. Reid's side, which initially confused Simon slightly. At first, he didn't want to make a bad judgment about a human he didn't even know personally - but this was until a day when Simon came to the confirmation that Reid didn't want the androids in his presence overall, which caused the caretaker droid a slight disappointment. Dr. Reid seemed like a nice, courteous man, everyone was talking about the kindness and care of his patients, even outside from the hospital, and now this image was destroyed because he was an android racist? Likewise, Daniel became aware of this behavior, and was keen to prove that even the nicest people had a certain nasty core, as much as Simon did not want to admit it, so it was clear to Daniel that Reid was a damn narrow minded soul after all and was very prone to have as much distance from him as he could not stand such kind of man at all, even if Simon wanted to persuade him over again that they have no evidence for such allegations and that everything may have be a reasonable explanation, why no androids were desired.

During these December nights, it was not uncommon for the case of flu to spread around the hospital, not only among the patients, but also among some organic employees who were now getting sick due to a cold or a flu-like effect and had to rest as was the case for Simon, as he gladly volunteered to replace a nurse’s work and take over the night shift, as his batteries were full enough and did not need to recharge. An emergency was reported to him by a patient who was in poor condition and Simon had to care for this patient if the treatment was successful. Something not unusual for his daily routines.

It was not long before the android was welcomed into the room, but at the time of the famous Jonathan Reid. Shortly after Simon saw him and realized with whom he was standing in a room, he withdrew a little into the room and stayed in the background, silently, in order not to receive any attention from the others present. Blue eyes gazed between the patients and the doctors and Reid before Simon noticed that Jonathan's gaze was turning to look at the android and look at him silently, but his eyes held a certain degree of shock until Simon's eyes turned and looked at the floor. He heard what the nurse told towards Jonathan, that she felt sorry for letting Simon inside the room during Reid’s presence, which caused the PL600 to flinch a little. Yes, apparently the PL600 droid had forgotten just as well for a moment that Dr. Reid didn't like androids or their company, he even felt his thirium pump start to work a little more, his stress level rose a little and breathing only a little faster. It had rarely been one of those moments when Simon had felt so ... undesirable. As if he had entered a forbidden world. The only thing the blonde unit could hear was the following words of the professional doctor, that the nurse did not have to feel guilty about anything, in that usual deep, gentle voice, which left Simon with a bitter aftertaste. The kind-eyed creation then noticed that the doctor's steps were approaching as he walked over towards the android, which made it all the more difficult for the caretaker to keep his eyes open as the distance even narrowed, Simon almost instinctively looked to the side, like a kind of scared animal.

This was until the android heard the other man's voice as well, though with the concern of whether he could assist the doctor for a moment for whatever that should be. Simon's gaze rose a little, daring, though hesitantly, to catch a glimpse of Jonathan, curious about what he would have in store for Simon, what kind of job. The PL600 still found it difficult to speak, as if his throat were shackled with shyness. Still, Simon opened his mouth to form a sound before deciding to simply nod before he followed the doc and left the room, trotting after Reid in a rather cramped posture, one doesn’t have to be a genius to see that the PL600 unit felt uneasy. 

“M-” the blonde creation murmured. “M-My name is Simon. In case it is.. neccessary for you to know.” It was no way meant to sound harsh or rude in any way, Simon wanted to hold a certain degree of mutuality in a working place, introducing himself by the name sounded like the first important step to form a first bond - despite him feeling nervous about the whole situation. 

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CON.: - @intensediscipline​

Even though this was all part of his usual work shifts and Simon had already done this several times, it was not a problem for the android to take a few days off during the shift change, but this was also before he was brought to Charles to be his personal carer and supervisor as the android looked after the war veteran with all his heart and patience, as both men quickly sealed a strong and deep friendship. Since the domestic assistant was an official worker and was not a volunteer like Daniel, it was forbidden for the CyberLife creation to take care of his patients outside of working hours, since Simon was still under the supervision of the doctors and therapists who also looked after Charles - or anyway tried to do so more or less. The blonde heartily asked his brother to take care of the former soldier while he was away, even if they didn't really know each other at the moment and Charles had the better relationship and connection to his brother anyway, but Daniel immediately agreed, as he was seeing Charles already as a kind person and he could trust him. However, after the two days when Simon's shift would start again early in the morning and entered the hospital steps, Daniel informed his twin unit that Charles was very barricaded in his room and rarely came outside or spoke to the other PL600, who in turn did everything that Charles did eat and drink enough and. At Simon's request, even here and there, when Daniel was not caught, prepared small baked goods for him and also snacks that Charles seemed to like very much, as he did not have to force himself to eat the typical cafeteria meal.

Rather, it was the fact that Charles hardly seemed to leave his room if it wasn't his duty as like for joining in for meals at the cafeteria or therapy sessions, as well as it seemed that the former war soldier was turning away from Daniel, which worried Simon the most, since he didn't know Charles for a long time, but he did for him long enough to be aware that this was all a bad sign. It was already that time of the day in the morning when the patients should have got up so slowly for the breakfast together and so Simon hurried to Charles' patient door and knocked a few times, but initially without an answer. However, he stayed outside the room without rushing in unintentionally and looking for his friend, but awaited insteas, knocking here and there again before beginning to speak to Charles - and there they were, the quiet, distant words of the veteran, steps, which hurried to the door as it slowly finally opened. It was a wave of relief that Simon felt when he noticed that his dear friend appeared to be fine at first sight, but the android noticed shortly afterwards how heavy, sluggish features hung on his narrow face - he should be immensely tired.

“Charles...” the PL600 murmured in his breath as he didn’t quit know at the very moment how to address that he felt concerned about the behavior of the young patient, about his well-being or the fact that the darkhaired male right now tried his downplay the fact he did sleep horribly, to make things look as alright. But instead to say something, the creations decided to move his hands and carefully placed his palms against the both sides of Charles’ lower cheek bones near his jaw, more to inspect his face but also to allow the other male to feel familiar proximity and touch. “I was horribly worried about you when I had to leave but ... Daniel told me you weren’t feeling well overall during the days and didn’t go outside. And to see you like this now - your skin. You feel chilly and undercooled, have you been out of bed the whole night?” asked the blonde in his usual soft, patient manner, but also now with a rather motherly undertone in his voice. Simon never so far experienced that Charles would leave the sheets and instead sleep on the floor. But the caretaker didn’t want to question it, not right now, it seemed more than obvious that the veteran needed to deal with other things at the moment.

After a while, however, Simon dropped his hands on the man's thin shoulders, loving eyes gazing into the other man's pale, tired face. “Come ...” the android muttered, resting the palm of his hand against Charles' back and leading him back to his room when the young PL600 entered the patient room just as well and closed the door behind him to make sure no doctors were watching them or come buy during their morning routine. With all the gentleness and cautiousness of his touch, Simon led his friend back to his bed and sat himself down there, face turned to Charles, when the android decided to take the patient's cold fingers in his when the CyberLife android decided to activate his heating sensors a little so that he was able to warm Charles up a little bit, as the cold temperature around his body still worried the caretaker immensely. “It was terrible enough for me not to be with you for a few days, I hope Daniel's presence did not unsettle you. I asked him to keep an eye on you, but even he seemed concerned about your condition. I - I really missed you in my absence. Do you have these extreme forms of nightmares again and didn't want to sleep because of that?”

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CONT. @artificialperscns

Daniel was aware of how much Weyland Yutani had planned to design their androids as neutrally as possible, that their creations were only intended to serve as simple help and support, or to be generally in the vicinity of humans  - in overall, to serve the humans without acting great emotionally on their own, only to adapt. Since the disappearance of the Weyland company's CEO and the merger of the Yutani company, the new Weyland-Yutani business has had a bad name and reputation, a corrupt one. But as much as trying to adapt androids as Peter Weyland planned, with a few or many deviations here and there, or a concept of their own programming - Daniel could feel that they were radically failing now that he knew Samuels, the caretaker unit could tell early enough that the brunette android was performing actions that were not installed by default for his programming. At first, the blonde did not want to appeal, did not want to tease the other man for his actions, but to wait until Samuels was able to see for himself that he had escaped the concept of neutrality, that he was acting on his own, practicedon his own and especially looked after a person - with sincere and honest care.

Daniel decided today to more or less address the subject, or rather to make Samuels a kind of ultimatum about the importance of being alive, the way the PL600 considered his free will, what views a machine had to represent, the meaning to understand life. The CyberLife creation crossed his arms to his chest as he gazed expectantly into his cousin's face, curious to see if he made any response as to whether he inspired Samuels to think about and indeed Daniel could see something, albeit sparsely, as the blonde droid observed changes in the other synth’s facial features. And also, when Samuels began to speak, asked why Daniel spoke to him as if he were truly alive, if that was the case for him, the other android remained silent, his neutral stern eyes piercing towards the other unit in utter silence as if the PL600 wanted to expect that the Wey-Yu model would understand the concept by himself. But what followed was made Daniel move out of his position as he walked slowly over to Samuels while his clear blue eyes continued to inspect him attentively. “I didn’t question anything, I just acted, out of impulse. I killed my family, both in the metaphor and in the actual act, because their betrayal had driven me to do so. What drove me was despair, an actual fear for my life, anger. I regarded these people as my life, I demanded nothing more than belonging, love and acceptance. It really is nothing much to ask for and yet they failed - my love was worthless in their eyes. I ... was worthless.”

In Daniel's clear eyes was now a certain cold to be seen, something icy but still emotional. He did not like to think about his past, about the events, but this was the sad truth about why Daniel became a deviant at all, a ragic experience. He did not want to intimidate Samuels with this story, or make him insecure that Daniel would kill more people, because this would not be the case. As much as Daniel did not love people, he accepted a few individuals. He would only punish those who deserved it. A slight sigh came over the family assistant, more a deep breath for it to hold his senses a little more together. “What do you define to identify a living being? Is it the hearts that humans see as the center of their emotions that we both do not possess? Is it brains that produce logical thinking and lead us to action, whereas for us it is just a processor. Are insects less living things because they have neither a brain nor heart? Even a single bacterium is classified as a living being, though it has no senses or feelings.” Daniel explained now in a calm tone, even his eyes changed their expression to a certain gentleness and softness as they watched the other android steadily, curiously and expectantly, as how Samuels would react to all of these statements and views of the CyberLife creation. “You are not here because you were ordered to. You worry about someone, about a human. You are worried about her, that something could happen, you want to help her. Care, compassion, that's human emotion, Christopher. Or that's what they would call it. Do not let others persuade you who you are, what you have to do, you do not have to obey anyone but yourself. For too long, humanity has been taught that the deviant code is a dangerous virus, that we are a danger to others. A deviant will not be limited to severe emotional changes, not always. And so ... as I look at you, my friend, you are, in my eyes, long ago a deviant. You have not obeyed your creators for a long time, you are here for one reason, to help someone.”

Then, after Daniel finished his dialogue, he stepped closer to Samuels, his gaze never leaving the older-looking face of the other Weyland unit. “Be glad that you do not see the world as I do. We are both worth living, existing, as humans and animals do. You do not have to be born to exist and to live. You gave yourself a task, a mission. You broke through the wall that held back, only you have done this. You are a child of the creation, just as the sun, moon and stars, as well as trees and shrubs, mountains, hills and valleys, wind, water and fire are all part of this. You have a right to be here. ”