#deviatedplastic

[dpd-detective-in-training]

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Shit. She hadn’t meant to say that out loud. “W-What I mean is, you look... rather hot. Are you getting enough air? Your systems are okay, right?” She let out an internal sigh, happy to have hopefully played the weird sentence off. She sat down on his desk, clutching her mug and sipping at it. “What happened? Are you okay?”

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   Hands shake as she watches the other walk around the room -- her kitchen, which was defiled from the new technology as time progressed. She had chosen not to be seen, sitting in one of the chairs at the kitchen island, watching him examine everything. 

He was from the police.  Oh , how she wished the police had helped better when Thaddeus was taken.  Life would have been so much better....

He was ... strange.  He didn’t look any cops she’s seen. There was a strange blue light on his temple. It would sometimes change to yellow and Nora had no idea what it could be.

It was ... fascinating.

She knew it was a terrible idea to let her presence be known -- but the curiosity that she held could not be sedated if he just left. 

“ -- dear, what ... is that on your head? ”

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   He blinked. Eyes watching Violet curiously. He’d noted that her behaviors were often erratic, bordering on reckless. Her self preservation was low. The feelings she described fit well within what he already knew about her. “Have you considered taking up an exercise regiment?” he suggested. “I understand boxing, and other forms of fitness, are good for releasing … tension.”

She sighs, attempting to calm herself a bit as she notes how calm Connor is in comparison to her -- because of course he is, she thinks.

“Yeah, that would involve dealing with other people and having them watch me. I’ll stick to walking the dogs, thanks.” Even if she had become something of a shut-in after her father’s death, she still made a point to give attention to her dogs and see that they got enough exercise.

They were basically the only reason she was functioning. That and, she supposed, having people like Connor around to rationalize her thoughts.

“I do appreciate the help, I guess...” she half-mumbles the words, “Do you like dogs? Maybe you should come and see them some time?”

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“Were the coin tricks programed into you or did you choose that as your recalibrate activity?”

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Isles smirked. “I’ll tell you everything. Every little detail.” She pulled him by his tie until they were standing at the end of the bed. “And I can’t wait to show you what I can do to you.”

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“Connor, how nice to see you. Lieutenant Anderson is in the Captain’s office, but I wasn’t aware you would be coming in today.”

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“ don’t stop — ”

Isles let Connor’s dick slip from her mouth so she could look up at him. With a wicked smirk, she said, “I wasn’t planning on it.” She leaned back down again to lick a long stripe up his length, then took just the head into her mouth and sucked. Her tongue flicked over his tip before she let her mouth fully take him in again until he hit the back of her throat.

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   The young boy’s eyes widen , staring at the man in front of him with complete awe. Mr.Stark had told him about the wonders of advanced technology he had never seen or heard before -- but this was something. This guy was something else.

He was an android. The LED on his temple was the first sign of that and Pete couldn’t ... stop staring at him. Then he realized how weird that must look. Come on, Peter, get it together!

“ -- oh! I’m so sorry for staring! I just -- you’re an android, right? That’s so cool, man! You’re so cool... ”