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Androids, psychics, magic, investigations, and finding out how to human. ➢ Cool Mood Music No. 1 ➤ Cool Mood Music No. 2 |
Androids, psychics, magic, investigations, and finding out how to human. ➢ Cool Mood Music No. 1 ➤ Cool Mood Music No. 2 |
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[She goes towards the booth where Connor glanced, easily parting the crowd with the giant bear. It's so useful!]
C'mon!
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When they reach the booth, there are several seats open, and they’re both met with the eager faces of people who have volunteered to help out at the fair. A middle aged, smiling woman asks Connor’s name, and he replies in kind. She then asks what he might want painted on his face, and he has to pause because... well the didn’t think of that.]
I think... a dog.
[Because of course a dog.
The woman chuckles and says that’s an easy enough request, and tells Connor to lean in a little and remain still. He does, and she paints a little dog face on his cheek.
In the interim, Connor glances over at Ai to see how she’s doing.]
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Ai glances at Connor to see... The dog. That's so...]
... Cute.
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The dog? She showed it to me in the mirror. I like it.
[Sometimes the simple pleasures are more than enough for Connor.]
I like the color of yours. It looks like you have some excess paint here, though—
[He reaches out with a finger to brush where there’s an extra blue dab of paint on her cheekbone.]
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Oh. Thanks for... Getting that.
[(When was the last time she felt this happy and then fluttery with light confusion all at once?) Ai slides off of her chair fanning her face (to dry the paint really) and then when it's less damp, she takes her bear.]
Wanna see if the Ferris Wheel is available now? Line should be smaller.
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He can’t help it. Out of instinct and habit and curiosity, it must be done.
So when Ai recovers from fanning her face and looks to Connor, he’s pressing that same finger to his tongue.
Starch. Animal fat. Cobalt oxide.
Oh, sorry, Ai — did you say something?]
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The volunteers look at Connor in horror.]
"Er, honey? I don't think that's edible...?"
"Ewwwww!"
[Ai is going to quickly use her bear to push Connor away from the painting booth and hiding his back from the two and when they're far enough away.]
I thought you didn't eat?!
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I don’t eat. You’re referring to the paint?
[He holds up his finger, still stained with a faint blue.]
I was taking a sample of it. I was curious of its composition. [This conversation seems familiar...] I’m sorry. I should’ve warned you.
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Her brows furrow at him when he calls it "taking a sample."]
Your tongue can do that?
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Yes. I can test samples in real-time. But it’s not usually paint; it’s often times blood.
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[Using the arm of the teddy bear, she reaches up to cover Connor's mouth.]
Say no more.
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...
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[Ai puts the teddy arm down and is tapping one foot.]
That sounded disturbing.
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That I can analyze blood samples in real-time...?
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But you understand that I'm not actually eating it?
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Just. Try not to do that here? People will start to suspect that something is off about you.
[Lick whatever you want back where there are more androids tho]
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...Right. Sorry.
[She has a point there. It'd be difficult to explain, other than proclaiming that Connor is just a strange dude who likes to eat weird things.]
I won't do it again.
[.....probably.]
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You DID clean off the extra paint off of my face so... Thanks!
[she's just trying to be positive... ]
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[That paint was almost the same color as thirium, after all. It was hard to ignore the impulse.]
I didn't mean to derail us. You wanted to still ride the Ferris wheel?
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[Thankfully they aren't that far away and after two groups ahead of them go inside their carts, Ai is able to steal one for the both of them. The bear even gets to come along! She pushes the teddy bear to the side so she can look outside the window from her right.]
Stay still okay? I'll admit, if I went on these with Lien, she'd try to make the cart move back and forth as we go up. It kind of makes me nervous.
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That would make many people nervous. Heights are a common fear in humans. And probably some androids, too.
[The height doesn’t affect Connor in that way, though. Up here, he thinks about how she said she could fly, and what it would feel like to be so far above civilization, looking down upon it as everyone continued their daily lives.
The skies are still grey, allowing for strange, ghostly tinges of light to fall into their passenger car. It illuminates the little dog painting on his face with clarity.]
…I like it, though.
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It makes her wonder aloud, it makes her want to gauge:]
Connor?
Do you think you feel like you have freedom right now?
[It's a loaded question, but she has to know.]
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Everything here was so… normal, in a way he didn’t realize how normal was until he arrived here. There are no expectations tossed upon him, no looks of hate or concern or pity because of what he is. He is considered human, and in a lot of ways that is freeing as much as it highlights just how much he actually doesn’t have.
It’s hard to know how to answer.]
Yes… and no.
[He looks at her.]
There’s freedom here, in what I can do and experience. People don’t see me as something inhuman, they see me as one of you. And it’s refreshing to be treated accordingly.
[A shadow of melancholy passes over his features, just barely there.]
But as nice as it is, it’s still just me hiding from the reality of the situation. If people here knew what I was, I think the reaction would be fear. And I can’t ignore the issues of my own world, hanging over my head. No matter how nice it is to spend time in this world, and with you.
[Ah, well, he looks out the window again.]
Sorry, I don’t want you to think I’m not grateful. I am. It’s hard to explain. [His mind turns itself over for a comparison.] It’s like walking in the sunlight with a shadow still following behind you.
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[She leans against her bear, looking as if she wants to drift away into a dreamless sleep. Her eyes are just open halfway as she looks outside their window at the pale light being covered up by grey clouds.]
I think I know what you mean though; about being a shadow that is.
[Boy, does she get it.]
When I think about how you came to be Connor, it makes me realize you had a purpose and a focused path to stay on. That you didn't need the long-term developments humans have from infancy to their adulthood. In a sense, I was born like that too. There's a purpose to my existence. There is a path people want me to follow.
[Her voice grows soft, melancholy, matching the pale light of the outside.]
But I can't do that. I'm not the person people want me to be. [Not when she's just a copy, a remnant of someone who is and isn't her.]
... Do you know why I like flying so much?
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