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[blackcoffeefumes]

@ninthdroid​ [cont.]

   “Yeah, see you around Tim!” Gavin called to the shop owner, throwing him a wave over his shoulder as he moved to exit the coffee shop. He expected to be slapped in the face with an impossibly freezing wall of cold air, instead, he got an RK900 (which was sort of the same thing when you think about it). “I could ask you the same thing.” He said, slowly raising an eyebrow as he eyed the android up and down. There weren’t many people out and about right now, much less workaholic androids. 

   Gavin slowly took a step back, allowing Charon to enter the building. It as cold out and he didn’t want to let any more cold air in, at least that was Gavin’s excuse. “My heater back home broke.” Gavin finally answered. “This place’s close to mine and I won’t freeze to death.” He awkwardly shifted, unsure how to hold himself. He never interacted with his coworkers outside of work, much less his coworkers whom he mostly seemed to hate. 

[analytiical-blog]

Connor's jacket? Gone. It may not fit Charon ( at all ) but it's now his. No take backsies.

         WHEN CONNOR HAD LEFT HIS JACKET ON DETECTIVE REED’S BACK, he expected it to stay that way. When he returns to the office after examining some evidence on Hank’s behalf, Connor notices it’s now missing. He could reconstruct the scene to find the thief, but that was a lot of unnecessary work for a jacket. Not to mention he had a pretty good idea of who had snatched it up.

         Or, perhaps, an idea didn’t need to be had when he spots the culprit across the room, jacket in hand. He makes his way over and, with an unnecessary clear of his throat and a tap on the RK900′s shoulder, he smiles.

         “ I had intended that to keep him warm, you know. ”

         A slight jab, but Connor wasn’t going to take it back. He had plenty to spare, among other jackets that were less formal and more casual, as in HUMAN. Arms cross over his chest, and a dark brow rises just the slightest bit when he meets Charon’s gaze.

          “ You’re always welcome to my things, borrowing or not. Though I know that won’t fit you. What’ll you do with it? ”

[aberrasive]

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[axcoded]

"There's no hiding for me. I'm forced to deal with what I feel. There is no distraction to mask what is real." It's meant more as a mumble to himself and himself only so colour him surprised when she suddenly enters his line of sight. Charon watches Camellia curiously before averting his gaze once more. Must be an interesting sight. The better and upgraded RK900 unit lamenting the thought of dealing with feelings. [ Car Radio by Twenty One Pilots! ]

     Camellia had become somewhat familiar with the different models since her time alone. Once she lived a life where she had simply ignored the outside world, but that was a time long gone for her. She had since seen many foreign to her, learned of the RK800 deviant hunter, seen his face on one occasion; one much like this android’s, though the AX400 knew he was different. Different, with a troubled heart.

     Blue eyes gazed at his own as she briefly considered what to do – if she should do anything. Of course, it was no business of hers, and despite the empathy she felt for the fellow android, she would not push if he did not want help. She remembered, years ago, how strange everything was when she woke up – how lost she was until she found home ( how dearly she missed it ). Camellia made no look of pity, nor any smirk of enjoyment over his grievances. Instead there was a faint smile offered to the RK900. Uncertain, somewhat, but kind.

     “It gets easier,” she began, lacing her fingers in front of her. Lia gave him the space she thought he needed. “Maybe not right away, but someday. You… don’t have to face it all alone, if you’ll only reach out your hand.”

[rkunwiired]

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please let this work i’m dying i tried so many songs rn until i settled on Gold by Imagine Dragons (please also consider point of no return by starset)

[buildaconnor]

“Could you blink, or something? You’re starting to freak me out.” Charon, be nice to him.

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          Blinking?          Had another regulated function faltered? That single gray optic rolled towards the sound of the voice, the source that spoke of his unblinking gaze. An RK900. This was his upgrade, the true successor of what he once was, and he wasn’t surprised by the sight and yet – Those words.          He felt…          Almost self conscious.          Thoughtfully, his eyelids fluttered fast, as he seemed to try and awaken the very synthetic muscles that moved them, though perhaps it was his brain that was cause for the problem. That thought alone seemed to cause discomfort and further embarrassment, as Connor’s head canted stiffly away from this – Perfect version of himself.          “S–Ss– Sorry. Must be a t–tt– Technically err–rrrr–ror in my software. I was blinking just fine t– two hours ago. I’ll try to keep my g– g—-aze elsewhere, until I can assess the prob—lem.” As if the faulty hardware wasn’t bad enough, but the stumbling speech only put further strain, as his LED spun a deep, disrupted red. Pathetic, Connor. Really, truly, pathetic.

[analytiical-blog]

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  erregent            One glance...

He’s going to fight whoever made Connor sad. C'mon, square up. (ง'̀-‘́)ง

          And yet Connor perks up when Charon’s around. Oh, hey, look at that.

[loycltyveined-a-blog]

For the character / ship playlist meme, us / RK800 and RK900? :0 --ninthdroid

SHIP : Connor && RK900.

>I Don’t Love You by My Chemical Romance.>I Hate Everything About You by Three Days Grace.>Come As You Are by Nirvana.>Wall of Glass by Liam Gallagher.>R U Mine by Artic Monkeys.

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