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❝ You’re the RK900, my names Chloe. ❞
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↳ CHLOE @flcwcdcode
❝ You’re the RK900, my names Chloe. ❞
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“So you’re the one they wished to mass produce.” They being Cyberlife, RK700 was created just to replace though it didn’t know that RK800 was going to be replaced too. This just meant RK700 was now twice obsolete, there were two much better versions of it.
flcwcdcode: You have an interesting search history.
also: [how to cope with being ridiculously attractive]
“Obviously. That’s just a curse I have to live with, I guess.”
“Conall, I have a very intriguing question for you to answer?” Sixty poses it firstly so serious it may seem legitimate. However, he allows the silence to dissipate into blunt force, “Why are you such a bitch?”
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“I am not losing at something so simple and predictable as a game of chess.“
“Especially not against you.“
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@flcwcdcode said: ❝Are you happy now? I told you not to do it. Maybe you’ll listen to me next time.❞
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He knew he shouldn’t have done it and yet he still did it. After all he wasn’t about to back down from a bet. Especially one that had come from Tina. Besides, it was just a little parkour course that she had set up. Surely she had tested it before anyone was about to run it.
Conall had told him otherwise, specifically told him to not do it. But Gavin wasn’t about to say no to Tina or to a challenge. And it had turned out that Conall was correct and Gavin’s trust in Tina was a little ill placed for a course like this as she had not tested this out before getting Gavin to run it. Since Gavin had managed to misjudge- or possibly it was just too far for him- a jump and had gone tumbling down a gap, but hey! He managed to not crack his head open. The only thing he had managed to do was break his arm.
Which was the whole reason he was back in his apartment with Conall bitching and lecturing him while Oreo, Salmon and Shortass were all demanding to be fed. “Okay, okay,” Gavin comments as he makes his way towards the kitchen, all three cats following him and even trying to get under-foot. “So maybe I shouldn’t have done a course that Tina just randomly threw together,” he comments simply as he picks up the can that he would use to feed the cats.
He pauses, looking from can, to his casted up arm. Yeah, no, he wasn’t going to be able to get the fucking can open like this. Emerald eyes that have a hint of begging behind them turn to Conall, a soft, pleading smile crosses over the Detective’s features “Babe? Please?” he requests holding the can out to the Android.
Duct-taped fingers ran across velvet-soft fur, the small android marvelling at the strange new texture. Her remaining functional sensors seemed like they were in heaven, and the creature at the other end of her affection was most receptive to the touch.
Sphinx cats, they were an entry in her database, however she had never gotten to experience one first-hand. The creatures were not often found in the streets, their need for weekly baths and consistent heating not exactly met by outdoor life. It was a fascinating critter, and she already loved it.
“NAME?” The inquiry was written on a scrap of paper before being presented to Conall, after all Kara needed to know what title to associate with the creature in her memory-banks. Apart from ‘adorable soft little cat’ of course.
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flcwcdcode replied to your post: “ i hate every single one of you. equally. “...
“Bitch.”
“ conall, please look up the 2009 hit from paramore called 'the only exception’, thank you. “