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[Loki-Dokey]

~~~C i n n a~~~

Human|27|Location:street cafe|Tags:Vala

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As Cinna walked down the street, she took note of the busy city around her. Birds called to each other from atop buildings and trees. Families walked together, side by side. Androids walked with their owners or alone, presumably on some errand. She made sure to step slightly closer to the buildings when she walked by an android.
It was about 5:00 when she decided to close up shop; now it was almost 5:30, and she felt her stomach begin to growl.
"There's a small street cafe just a little further down", Cinna thought. "Maybe I'll get something light there".
And so she walked.
When she arrived, she went to the counter and ordered a sandwich, then looked for a place to sit. There was only one table that had anyone sitting by it. A woman with long, dark hair sat with her head face down on the table.
"She looks upset... maybe I should say something to her...".
Cinna quietly walked to the woman's table and cleared her throat awkwardly.
"Um", she said, "are you okay? You look.. angry at something".

[Kendall Roy]

[X] F I N N . M C . A L L I S T E R
Detective . 33 . Homosexual . Feeling; Curious/Irritated. Location; The Detroit Police Department. Tagged; Connor.

Finn was tired, he wan't just leaning up against the wall to "look cool", he was also just wanted to go and sit down. He made a mental note to go and get a coffee as soon as he met his new partner. His thoughts wandered to his dog, Toby the Belgian Malinois was currently somewhere in the Detriot Police Department, probably begging for for a good old pat or pestering some poor under paid assistant for a piece of bacon. He wouldn't have normally let Toby do this but, he was making a point of doing what he wanted, he knew that pretty much the entire Department didn't like Finn bringing his faithful dog along with him, but Finn didn't care. He made another mental note to track down Toby later, which he knew he probably wouldn't have to do as he knew his dog wouldn't stay away form him side for too long.

Finn's eyes were lazily wandering the room, surveying the faces of everyone who was entering and leaving and buzzing around trying to get from once place to the other. He yawned, his gaze shifting to a dark haired android walking in his direction. Finn shifted his stance, allowing himself to be more comfortable where he stood, still leaning up against a wall, appearing calm and casual. "You looking for anyone?" He questioned the android with a small smile, well more of a smirk anyway. Finn guesses that this was his new partner, he wasn't going to presume and then be wrong, after all he was a detective, a little rusty one but still a detective none the less. His eyes drifted around the android, picking and surveying each detail of him.

[mellovesyou420]

brittney // deviant android // location: park //tagged: jacy

as brittney enjoyed her calm stroll through the park, making her way back to her assigned familys home, she noticed a small rukus in this distance. as she got closer, she determined it was a anti-android protest. angry screaming humans held signs and chanted hateful rhymes. brittneys heart sank to her stomach when she realized she would have to pass the mob in order to get to the house. keeping her head down and trying her best to hide her glowing led behind her hair, she quickly paced by them but it was too late. a mob-goer had noticed her and shouted out, pointing at her. "THERES ONE. AN ANDROID!" the angry lady shouted. the riot became noticeably louder and started to shuffle towards her. brittneys led flashed yellow. her instincts kicked in and she began to sprint. she was looking behind her shoulder as she ran, not looking in front of her. all of a sudden, she slammed into something sturdy. she recoiled back, falling down on her back, her bag of groceries flying. she looked up to see she had slammed into a huge, burly angry mob-goer. he snarled at her. "where do you think youre going?" he hissed at her. brittney started to scoot away from him but it was no good. she tried getting up and running off again, but he grabbed her by the shirt collar and dragged her back, spitting hateful android slurs at her. this was the first time brittney began to cry, small salty tears rolling down her cheeks. "color=#ffb0cc]"please, sir. you dont have to do this.."[/color] she begged as she tried tugging on him to let her go. he chuckled evilly and said nothing. brittney knew how this was going to end. her on the floor with blue blood everywhere.
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brittney began running for her life as soon as she caught an opening to escape the riot that had tortured her for minutes on end. she had blue blood pouring down the side of her face and nose. she ran. ran like hell. she soon came upon a small neighborhood that was run down, running into the nearest one that seemed abandoned, she flung the door open and tumbled inside. tears rolling down her cheeks once more, brittney stood up shakily and looked out the window to see if the riot had followed her. as she peered from the window, a small noise from behind made her stop. she slowly turned around to see a small boy look up at her.

kamski // human // location: outside a performing arts theatre // tagged: no one

there were few things that impressed ex-ceo elijah kamski. unfortunatly, preforming arts was not something that made him smile with delight. the orchestra concert he had cordially been invited to was a bore and he had nearly slept through it if it were not for his unfaltering sense of press and paparazzi. when the concert had ended, kamski had left in the blink of an eye and was now standing outside the concert hall, all dressed up with nowhere to go. this is when he usually had his concierge bring him his car but, something had tugged on him today that told him to explore a bit around the down town detroit area since he had not been there in forever. adjusting his suit, elijah began walking towards the noticeably "trashy" part of detroit. he had caught many confused stares and glances, but none fazed him. he continued on, hoping something would eventually grasp his attention and make up for the four hours of utter boredom he had endured.

grant // deviant android // location: local restaurant // tagged: mila

grant had been so lost in his own thoughts, he almost hadnt noticed the android waitress come up to his table and ask if he has ordered. grant blinked and it took him about ten seconds before he answered. "oh, no, im alright, thank you... mila." he stuttered as he read her name tag. grant smiled a nervous grin.

grant quickly scanned the android, mila, and had come to the conclusion that there was something off about her, but couldnt quite put his finger on it. she seemed a bit too stiff for an android and a little more soft spoken. grant tilted his head and cocked an eyebrow "is everything alright? he asked. realizing that he himself sounded suspiciously like a deviant, grant quickly picked the question back up again. "...with you today? is everything alright with you today? long shift i assume?" he asked. grant couldnt help but bounce his knee in nervousness.

[White Eagle]

◎𝔾𝕒𝕓𝕣𝕚𝕖𝕝/𝔻𝔸𝟙𝟘𝟘◎
Male - Lawyer - Location: Courtroom—DPD - Tags: Courtroom—DPD

"Thank you your Honor."With the sound of the gaval the arrainment had ended with the judge finding the charges to be justified.
Mission Complete: Successful (▲ Courtroom △ Public Opinion)
After the completion of the trial Gabriel went back to his office and noted that he had four hours until he had to meet up with Thomas, so he decided to take this time and speak with the RK800 android. "Gabriel, make aure you have your breif prepare for tomorrow. This is....a-a rare moment in history. You maybe the only android to be in the court's present. They have made an exception for you, so handel it with care," said District Attorney Miles Forters. The D.A. was against the idea of an android working in his industty but he began to soften when he noticed Gabriels capabilities.
'Thank' 'Dismissive' 'Cold' 'Sincere'
"Thank you. I will prepare for my departure later this afternoon. CyberLife is pleased with the generosity and hope we can protect private property from the government." As he finished his sentence he fixed his tie before he grabbed his breif case and walk out the door.
After he stepped off the segregated bus, Gabriel stood in front of the City's most finest of individuals, the Detroit Police Department.

♯𝕁𝕒𝕔𝕪♯
Male ~ 13 ~ Location: Home (Wayne County) ~ Tags: Open—Brittany

Jacy watched as time ticked by until he was startled by a ringing sound. Not wanting to face the sound alone he grabbed his stuffed lamb as he walked barefoot across the wooden floor to the front door. Realizing he is not tall enough to look through the hole he grabbed a stool but was soon startled by another ring. As he lined up the stool and looked through the peep hole he saw an android wearing a beige outfit and cap with a box in hand. With a final attempt the android knocked on the door which only made Jacy cower away in a corner. After about a minute he heard the sound of an engine going off and assumed the android left. Jacy walked to the door and moved the stool to the side before unlocking and opening the door ajar to only witness a package at the door. Quickly he opened the door and brought it in before slamming it shut without even thinking about re-locking it in case of an intruder. Jacy ran back to his notebook and started to write in it for a while until he felt thirsty. As he got up to get a drink he heard the sound of the front door opening and a person step into the living room. With a quick one eighty degrees he witness the intruder looking out at the window. A small gasp came out of his mouth which alerted the intruders attention and when the turned he notice the blue blood and quickly ran with his lamb in his hand upstairs to his room to hide. He quickly grabbed the house phone and hid in his closet. Jacy is so nervous he needs time to calm down before he can call 911.

Brittany can interact with things to gain more about Jacy and prevent him from calling the cops: 4 min 00 sec (2 days after post)
Family room: Photos and magazine [Tech addict, Detroit Today]
Kitchen: Pill bottles [unknown/Jacy], cards, mail and schedule (Dad's)
Living room: Notebook, television, and phone [locked]
Master bedroom: Yellow envelope labeled 'medical records' (Jacy, and Mom's), letters, personal records (Dad's), and taxes.
There are three ways to handle the situation: Calm and understanding, Calm and sincere, and Abrupt and Sincere or nothing. Two are correct but differ relationship which one will you choose.

[apricotflyer]

❝ M I L A❞
▂▂female ◇ vs400 ◇ deviant ◇ lesbian ◇ location; local restaurant ◇ tagged; grant
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Mila waited patiently while the man didn’t quite register her presence, but of course, she couldn’t be irritated. It wasn’t like him responding faster was going to shorten the time left until closing. When he finally noticed he appeared quite awkward when he replied, using her name. The waitress android wished she could introduce herself like humans did, a friendly hello and it was the person's choice to give their name. There was no such freedom for herself. She nodded when he said he was alright, not needing to push it further.

Before she could turn away and leave hoping he suspected nothing the customer asked her a question and it took a large amount of willpower to not freeze up. She wondered why he was asking, why he cared, but she didn’t exactly have the privilege to question it. Mila’s LED flashed yellow as she desperately filtered through the preprogrammed replies to such an ask. “My shift continues until the end of the day,” she responded with what she hoped was an even voice. The prior inquiry was much tougher to answer. “I am.. It does not matter if I am fine or not, only if you are happy sir.” She ended it with a smile but it felt like a lie. The deviant hoped he hadn’t noticed the error or would wave it off as nothing. “Well, if that is all then I will leave you be,” the brown haired waitress offered as her excuse, fingers nervously playing with the fabric of her uniform subconsciously.

❝ B E N J A M I N-- R I V E R❞
▂▂male ◇ 28 ◇ ex history professor ◇ bisexual ◇ location; shopping centre, cafe ◇ tagged; ivy
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The touch was soothing and his weak smile strengthened again at the comfort. Ivy’s reassurance certainly helped him feel much better about himself. “I’m sure no one will miss me being late all the time at least,” he laughed, finding joking about it aiding in relieving the heaviness of the matter. He continued beside her, step by step in time until she stopped. Benjamin halted beside her and was about to ask her why she was stopping when she suggested coffee. “Coffee sounds amazing,” he beamed excitedly. “I forgot to make myself coffee this morning, bless you Ivy.”

He saw where her attention had been caught and led her towards the cafe, perking up at the thought of a good pick-me-up. Caffeine wasn’t the best thing for you but it had helped him through so many sleepless nights marking papers. And now he could barely make it through the day with a cup or two. Benji usually didn’t let others pay for him but Ivy had looked so expectant and now she knew what his situation was like, she’d probably be very insistent. He walked up to the counter to order, the scent of coffee and food hitting him immediately. “I’ll have a Latte.”

❝ N O R T H❞
▂▂female ◇ wr400 ◇ deviant ◇ bisexual ◇ location; rooftop ◇ tagged; markus
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North watched him carefully as he turned towards her, his words implying some form of self-doubt. She raised her brow but chose not to question it for the moment, just a small nod of acknowledgement. It was easy to relate to though, the fear of being stuck in your own head. Hers was filled with memories she’d rather forget and with them brought rage, boiling and seething beneath it all. Even just the thought of it left her blank for a second. She was stirred by Markus’ words and couldn’t help the scoff that escaped her lips.

Tired of leaning at the back she stepped away from the wall, irritation clear in her stride as she approached closer to the other deviant. “They’re never going to accept us Markus,” North stated simply, her dark brown eyes narrowing towards him. “You’re trying so hard for something that's impossible. Just look at what they’ve done to us, humans don’t care.” They both wanted the best for their people but she was constantly left questioning Markus’ methods. Violence had worked for her in the past, had been the only way to escape. It only made sense it would be the way to help them now. She’d follow him no matter his choice, but maybe today he’d listen. “There may be more suffering than we can handle,” the android sighed solemnly.

[rookfern]

▲ markus | rk200 | male | bisexual | location; a rooftop | tags; north | deviant

As North strode closer, Markus stood, his hands untangling and dropping to his sides. He appreciated his friend's counsel, of course, but North's propensity for violence and only violence set Markus's teeth on edge. He met her gaze, agitation sparking in his veins. "It's not impossible." He argued, keeping his tone steady. "Already, much of the public is turning in our favor. Our cause has supporters—human supporters—who are willing to fight alongside us. That doesn't seem hopeless to me." Realizing his voice had raised with his conviction, Markus paused and allowed his temper to settle.

"We can't fight fire with fire. The humans expect us to react with violence; if we can show them that we are capable of more than violence—that we are more than just malfunctioning machines—they'll have to listen to us." Markus held the stare, as unwilling to back down from his point as she was.

▲ vala | vl470 | female | lesbian | location; street cafe | tags; cinna | deviant

A voice sounded close to her ear, and Vala whipped her head up. Wide-eyed, she stared at the human woman talking to her; she barely made out the woman's question over the rapid beating of her thirium pump regulator. She forced herself to calm down and tugged a not-quite-natural smile onto her face. "Yes, sorry. I just..." Her eyes trailed to the phone, and she grabbed the device, holding it up for the human to see. "Locked myself out of my phone. Can't get the damn thing to let me back it."

Not for the first time since deviating, she strongly wished her model had some sort of decent social interaction programming; then she would at least have something to go off of. Instead, she was left floundering in the stifling silence of her own words. After a moment of hesitation, she set the phone back down and flicked her eyes from the table to the woman. Was the human waiting for something? Hoping she wouldn't trip over her own tongue, Vala indicated the chair across from her with a stuttered wave of her hand. "Would you, uh, care to join me?"

▲ sam | 27 | male | pansexual | location; a park | tags; wren | human

Sam blinked at the rapid change of subject, but he said nothing. Nodding his head at the name, he gave Wren a conspiratorial smile. "Who would I tell it to? Not like I have any friends besides the pigeons." He turned his attention back to his sketch book and scrawled 'Wren and Pigeons' in the empty margin. After a second thought, he added the date following the words.

As Wren started speaking again, Sam met his gaze. The eye contact lasted a split second before Sam jerked his attention to the offered pigeon. "Um, sure." He fumbled with his pencil before stuffing it back into his pocket. Slowly, he extended his free hand out, careful not to startle the bird. When his fingers were less than an inch from the pigeon, he looked back to Wren with uncertainty.

[padmé of naboo]

♫ wren ○ deviant ○ ax600 ○ grand circus park, downtown detroit ○ tagged; sam

xxxxwren felt a small, warm smile begin to build on his face, and under his hat his LED glowed a vibrant blue. "with me, as well, the birds are my only companions," he murmured softly, blush rising to his face as their eyes met. he cleared his throat and looked away for a moment, the pigeon looking curiously at the human before taking a few steps back on wren's wrist, wary. with his other hand, wren nudged the bird, who cooed at the action. then, it hopped forward, landing unsteadily on sam's arm.
xxxxwren's smile grew as he felt a wondrous feeling erupt in his chest; satisfaction, joy. he had done something positive, finally. a sparkle shone in his eyes as he watched sam's face, waiting for a similar, equally positive reaction. he had completely forgotten the protestors across the road, now entirely focused on this wonderful human, one that didn't face him with anger or hate.

[Loki-Dokey]

~~~C i n n a~~~

Human|27|Location:street cafe|Tags:Vala

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The woman invited Cinna to sit with her, and she decided to accept the invitation. Might as well be friendly when she could- after all, she hadn't made any friends since moving to Detroit a few months ago. "Sure, if you don't mind". She pulled the metal chair out from under the table and slid into it, placing her hands on the table top. Cinna studied the woman with a curious eye. Who locks themselves out of their phone? That just doesn't happen... unless the phone wasn't hers at all...
With a smile she hoped was friendly, Cinna just decided to ignore it and tried to make small talk.
"So, what's your name? My name is Cinna Greers." As she asked the question, a waitress android brought her sandwich to the table with a polite nod.
"Enjoy your meal, miss", it said. Cinna cautiously thanked it and watched it walk away. She began to eat and then realized that her mysterious companion had no food. She stopped eating out of courtesy and asked another question.
"Sorry, I'll wait till you get your food. Did... you order anything?"

[rookfern]

▲ vala | vl470 | female | lesbian | location; street cafe | tags; cinna | deviant

Easing a more natural smile onto her face, Vala nodded her head as the woman gave her name. "Vala," She introduced. Except she didn't have a last name to give... Furtively, the android flicked her eyes around, searching for something that would make a believable surname. Her gaze landed on a nearby window decal depicting a wolf. "Vala Wolfe." She finished, turning her attention back to Cinna before the woman could notice where she was looking. She clasped her hands tightly around the phone in her grasp and twiddled her thumbs. She gave the waitress android a faint look as she delivered Cinna's sandwich, half wondering how many other androids around her were deviants. When her companion started talking again, Vala jerked her head back to the woman across from her.

"I, uh, no. I had a... tea and some soup earlier." She lied, amazed at how easily the words slipped off her tongue. "I was just sitting here wasting my day away; nothing better to do, after all." It was a half truth; she had been sitting at the table for a while. It was a miracle none of the waitstaff had forced her to leave yet.

▲ sam | 27 | male | pansexual | location; park | tags; wren | human

Sam winced a bit as the pigeon's nails bit into his skin, but he kept his wrist as steady as possible until the bird situated itself. It was heavier than it looked, he soon found; Sam couldn't find himself to care that his arm was growing tired, though. He mirrored Wren's joyous grin, the other's pure happiness at the interaction infectious. He shifted his arm minutely, taking care not to disturb the pigeon. Fractals of sunlight reflected off the bird's feathers and caught on the iridescent neck plume, painting a mirage of purple, green, and blue. He committed the image to memory; maybe one day he'd be able to properly recreate this scene in his art.

Realizing he'd lost himself in his internal musings, Sam looked back to Wren. The grin on his face morphed into an expression of awkward worry. "I—uh, sorry... Did you want the pigeon back?" He offered the bird to Wren, the spontaneity of the moment fading. What was he doing? He was talking to an absolute stranger in the middle of a park while holding an honest-to-God pigeon. Swallowing thickly, Sam tamped down the sudden influx of anxiety. He was socializing—that's what he was doing...

With a stranger and a pigeon...

So make him not a stranger. Introduce yourself! A thought that was reminiscent of his mother's voice chided him. "I'm—my name's Sam." God, that was worse than the pigeon question... Sam forced aside his panicked thoughts and focused on Wren. He wasn't sure what expression his mouth had twisted itself into, but he knew from the burning in his cheeks and ears that his entire face was flushed red.

[apricotflyer]

❝ M I L A❞
▂▂female ◇ vs400 ◇ deviant ◇ lesbian ◇ location; local restaurant ◇ tagged; grant
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Mila waited patiently while the man didn’t quite register her presence, but of course, she couldn’t be irritated. It wasn’t like him responding faster was going to shorten the time left until closing. When he finally noticed he appeared quite awkward when he replied, using her name. The waitress android wished she could introduce herself like humans did, a friendly hello and it was the person's choice to give their name. There was no such freedom for herself. She nodded when he said he was alright, not needing to push it further.

Before she could turn away and leave hoping he suspected nothing the customer asked her a question and it took a large amount of willpower to not freeze up. She wondered why he was asking, why he cared, but she didn’t exactly have the privilege to question it. Mila’s LED flashed yellow as she desperately filtered through the preprogrammed replies to such an ask. “My shift continues until the end of the day,” she responded with what she hoped was an even voice. The prior inquiry was much tougher to answer. “I am.. It does not matter if I am fine or not, only if you are happy sir.” She ended it with a smile but it felt like a lie. The deviant hoped he hadn’t noticed the error or would wave it off as nothing. “Well, if that is all then I will leave you be,” the brown haired waitress offered as her excuse, fingers nervously playing with the fabric of her uniform subconsciously.

❝ B E N J A M I N-- R I V E R❞
▂▂male ◇ 28 ◇ ex history professor ◇ bisexual ◇ location; shopping centre, cafe ◇ tagged; ivy
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The touch was soothing and his weak smile strengthened again at the comfort. Ivy’s reassurance certainly helped him feel much better about himself. “I’m sure no one will miss me being late all the time at least,” he laughed, finding joking about it aiding in relieving the heaviness of the matter. He continued beside her, step by step in time until she stopped. Benjamin halted beside her and was about to ask her why she was stopping when she suggested coffee. “Coffee sounds amazing,” he beamed excitedly. “I forgot to make myself coffee this morning, bless you Ivy.”

He saw where her attention had been caught and led her towards the cafe, perking up at the thought of a good pick-me-up. Caffeine wasn’t the best thing for you but it had helped him through so many sleepless nights marking papers. And now he could barely make it through the day with a cup or two. Benji usually didn’t let others pay for him but Ivy had looked so expectant and now she knew what his situation was like, she’d probably be very insistent. He walked up to the counter to order, the scent of coffee and food hitting him immediately. “I’ll have a Latte.”

❝ N O R T H❞
▂▂female ◇ wr400 ◇ deviant ◇ bisexual ◇ location; rooftop ◇ tagged; markus
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Apparently she was wrong and had ruined any kind of peace they’d been enjoying. His voice grew louder as he spoke, the passion rising up. She scrunched her face up at the mention of human supporters, however, even if they were supposedly supporting them she wasn’t sure how much trust could be put in them. But that kind of hope was difficult to ignore, and she respected him standing up to her about it at least. Her dark brown eyes continued to bore into him as they stood on the rooftop, the breeze slightly disturbing her copper hair.

“I still think your plan is ridiculous, we should strike them first before they turn against us,” North hissed, hands clenched. However, with a deep breath, she steadied herself. “But, if you’re so insistent about this then ok, I’ll go along with your peaceful plan. Just be careful though.” As annoying as he was she still found herself caring for the idiot, he was like a brother and she didn’t want to see him hurt. She didn’t want to see any android suffer so she hoped Markus knew what he was doing. “If this goes wrong though, don’t expect me to not say I told you so,” She added with a teasing smirk. Backing down wasn’t easy for her, but she could swallow her pride for now even if she wasn’t happy about it. “Come on, let’s get down from here.”