#noveldefector

[androidvixen]

@noveldefector

❝ it’s so nice to hear you laugh again. ❞ -North

A shy smile set on his lips, his eyes drifting away from the other android. For once, in his short existence of conscious decision, it was nice to enjoy being. It made Simon almost hopeful, grateful for Markus and all he had done for the cause.

To think he was more than happy to just sit in squalor and rust, hiding away from a cruel world that would never listen. Now they were listening, Markus was giving them a voice and Simon was almost smitten impressed with his leadership.

“I suppose it has finally sunk in, everything that Markus has done, its paved a way to a bright future… I never thought possible, yet… have you watched the news?” He mused, his smile widening slightly.

“There are more androids like us starting movements just like this across the world and people are finally listening.”

“I’m excited for the future, arent you?”

She held out her hand as an offer of solidarity. It’s been less than a week and suddenly everything was different but they were still here.

“I’m scared,” She started honestly, “but I don’t want to go back but humans do.”

“It’s going to work out isn’t it?” She smiled almost hopefully at him. She didn’t want to get her hopes up but so much was happening she couldn’t help it. Simon had always been the pillar so if he was happy then they were going well? “We are going to make it, right?

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continued from this ask with @noveldefector​

This wasn’t the first time things hadn’t gotten according to plan. For an android designed to excel in calculation and preconstruction Connor often did find himself in situations he hadn’t accounted for. Most of the time because his eagerness got the better of him. He became so obsessed with his goals that he simply forgot to take a step back to assess the situation. 

He had disobeyed orders to go off on his own. While wondering the industrial areas of Detroit it had all had gone terribly wrong when a building collapsed as he pushed through a broken wall. Disoriented he had stumbled further into the area until he’d lost his footing as a result of the damage. And then he was found by one of them. He recognized the android because it had been part of another android he had probed’s memory. He should have called for backup, and yet he hadn’t. Maybe this android, Simon, didn’t know who he was. He could only hope, but maybe he was being naïve.

His comment had been an attempt of sounding confident even though his system was overloaded with.. whatever that was. Fear? No, that was a sign of deviancy. It had to be something else. “I came here looking for someone,” he said, ignoring the offer of help. He needed to make sure the damage wasn’t causing any issues to his system, but that had to wait. “I’ve been told I’d find Jericho around here.” He still wasn’t entirely sure what exactly that name meant or who or what exactly it was. He only had pieces of shattered information and was still in a process of connecting the dots.

[idontkillorphans]

💋

Send “💋” to kiss my muse out of nowhere. 

The human grew wide eyed, frozen slightly from the slight peck to his lips.

“I -” Sleipnir struggled, cutting himself off before he said something stupid.

[deviatiions]

@noveldefector

The androids LED flashed yellow as a tentative hand swiped over the exposed wire sending a jolt of miss fired energy through his system. His optical units fluttered, twitching and disengaging before clicking back online.

“I… I’ve never been able to fix it, a bullet caught the back of my neck and exposed a wire.. I’ve never wanted to touch it…”

Looks to the android with a slightly panicked look. “But I am fine, no need to worry… just please dont touch it.”

          Connor raised a brow, watching as the SPARK coming from the wire caused a misfire and a jolt of electricity that affected the man. He didn’t understand why the other man would just leave it in that state -- surely he could find a place to do repairs? Especially now, after the Revolution when a lot of places were ACCEPTING Deviants for repairs.

        “ Why haven’t you gotten it FIXED? It looks to be causing you to malfunction. And leaving a bullet within yourself doesn’t sound comfortable. “ He didn’t touch it but stepped around to get a better look. “ I MIGHT be able to reconnect it. “

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     Connor had to agree, Detroit was almost lovely at nighttime, especially at a distance, where the noise was less obtrusive and the lights were aglow. It almost made it seem like everything was worth it.

     Almost.

     Simon’s observation made his eyes dart to the snowy ground, LED flickering yellow for a moment. “It’s...difficult to be around the others,” he said quietly, his body curling in as if to make himself look smaller. “They don’t trust me. And I don’t blame them, especially with what I was created for in the beginning. But sometimes... I-it gets to be a bit much.”

     He finally glanced at Simon then. “I’m actually surprise that you seem to tolerate my presence at all.”

[replicantdeviancy]

@noveldefector Continued from ▲.

▌ ▲▐ ─────                    The other android’s reaction did not surprise him. The reception from those who recalled his past regarded with with mixed emotions. Some were resentful, others accepting of the deviant hunter turned deviant himself. He had been met with cruel glares and harsh words, idle threats by those lives he had put in danger. There were those who hated him, who would never see anything more than the machine who hunted their kind so relentlessly, his own people. Nothing but a human puppet. That was his cross to bear and bear it, he did.

                   He stepped forward slowly, just a pace, two. Careful movements, passive, hands clearly visible as he approached the other. “I can understand your confusion. You’re been out of commission for quite some time.” Caught by the infamous hunter on the rooftop of the Stratford Tower, left hanging in evidence stores for months. Connor could only imagine what was going through the other’s mind in seeing him again. When last he had encountered the other he had used him as a pawn to gain the location of Jericho. He wondered, did the android recall those moments or had his memory given way to corruption after being switched off again so cold and sudden?

                   Much as he wa loath to admit it, Connor hoped it was the latter.

                   “That’s all over now. You’ve undergone repairs and will soon be released.” Released from police custody, back to freedom. Wherever it was he wanted to go. Connor watched him curiously, as if trying to predict how the other would respond. Anxiety driven perhaps - much like a human deviants disliked the feeling of anticipation when it was linked to the unknown. He knew t was an unlikely scenario - 34.65% probability - that this android would show him any forgiveness. Stil, it was within his programming to try. Endlessly friendly, this one, though naive.

                   “You’re Simon, correct?” The question was rhetorical, for he knew the other’s name. It had been mentioned several times in the past weeks. Still, there was caution to his words, a softness that remained throughout. “ I know you have no reason to trust me after what happened…" After what he'd done, how he had been responsible for endangering his own kind. For exposing Simon and subsequently killing him. "But I just wanted to extend my sincerest apologies.”