#digitalsentience

[technxlogic]

@digitalsentience

William had the distinct sense that he was being followed. While the androids may have won the revolution, there was still a long ways to go. Not every human agreed with the new protections set into motion. It was still only the beginning for all androids.

He quickly took note of the area, assessing which would be the safest place to take cover, to lose them. A bookstore seemed the most logical place to hide. Why would an android hide there when downloadable knowledge was at his fingertips? Or, that’s how he hoped the humans would think.

He quietly slipped inside, careful that the door closed quietly behind him. Without even turning around, hands behind his back, he turned the lock. If they thought the place was closed, all the better. He turned the sign to closed and kept just out of view from the outside.

He held a finger up to his lips to signal for quiet. He would have to explain himself when the coast was clear.

[beasts-at-our-core]

Rupert was settling into his new life as a deviant. He was getting into the rhythm of running and owning a bookstore and animal shelter. While it was still hard to interact with other androids and humans, he felt like he was getting better.

Until a terrifyingly familiar face entered the store one day.

Rupert froze, stress spiking. Connor wasn't the deviant hunter anymore, right? Rupert didn't do anything wrong, right? Was he here to take him in again for deviating, squatting, and running from police?

One of the newfound experiences of his deviancy was discovering where his personal interests laid. He already knew he liked animals since even before then. So, when he heard there was a newfound animal shelter that was run by an android, Connor had to investigate. It piqued his interest.

What he didn’t expect was that face to greet him there. The fear in his eyes was enough to tell him that the memories had not left. That he was still fearful of Connor even after the revolution.

A reaction the RK800 did not blame Rupert for. Not even once.

Though now, his presence felt inappropriate and intrusive. But if he left now, Rupert would be left with that lingering feeling of fear, terrified about the stability of the life he had clearly built. And the last thing Connor wanted was to rip that stability out from under him.

No. He couldn’t leave. All he could do was...make the proper amends for what was done. “Rupert.” Connor approached, calling the other android by name. The name he had chosen for himself. “I...didn’t expect to see you.” Not ‘I didn’t expect to see you here.’ Not ‘I didn’t expect to see you so soon.’

Just...’I didn’t expect to see you.’

[shotdownbutstillalive]

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[beasts-at-our-core]

Star Crossed Enemies - Closed Starter w/ @digitalsentience‘s Assassin!Richard & Rachel

Months. It had been months since Rachel had began tracking down the killings of this bastard. Someone who was quite skilled in their craft to a disturbingly accurate degree. Someone with quite a few heads on his shoulders.

And someone who made absolutely no sense to her.

Every time she got even remotely close to him, he slipped away through her fingertips, the only thing being left behind was a note. Notes that would get more and more annoying to read every time. It was like he got off on pissing her off! He was just taunting her at this point!

She wouldn’t have it. She’d catch this son of a bitch if it was the last thing she’d do.

And to be honest...she was surprised it wasn’t, yet. Another thing that confused her to no end. Surely he’d want to just tie up loose ends and just get rid of her. But he seemed...to refuse to just off her. But to be honest, it was probably because this was his weird version of ‘having fun.’

But she was on him. She finally managed to catch him running from her and she was on him like a cheetah in pursuit of a gazelle. She wasn’t going to let him get away this time. She had her weapons and her cuffs ready for him.

She was finally going to catch her white whale today.

[technxlogic]

@digitalsentience

Leo was sitting in the park, close to falling asleep on the bench he was slightly shivering on. He was gone to draw some landscapes and maybe some people walking by, but hardly anyone was out now that it was getting colder. When he heard footsteps, he looked up and stared in awe. The guy walking by was handsome and could be an interesting model.

"U-uh, excuse me? Do you... uh, you mind if I draw you? Your face is, um, nice." Leo wanted to kick himself with how awkward he was.

Saul was taken aback that someone was actually speaking to him. Normally he was avoided, unless it was a Moretti on the hunt for his head. When he turned, to see who it was, he ran a quick scan in his databanks. Did he know this person? Vaguely. A run in once or twice with Vic, but nothing substantial. The man and Vic certainly weren’t friends. At least he had that going for him.

His brows knit together as a small frown formed. He did not ant to be rude, but he also did not want to be tracked should Vic go asking around these parts. It would put anyone who came in contact with him in danger. A drawing could be as a photograph in this instance.

Despite his better judgement, he held out his wrist, the synthetic skin moving away to show his branded frame with the Moretti coat of arms. He shook his head ever so slightly with a firmness behind it. He was just trying to keep the other out of trouble. Just as quickly as he had shown it, he hid it away. He put a finger to his lips, eyes pleading, hoping he could understand what he was trying to communicate.