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levelshift) wrote2024-04-26 02:03 pm
levelshift) wrote2024-04-26 02:03 pm
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un: Accelerator
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un: Accelerator
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That's a yes, then.
I guess let me know if he ever presents a danger to anyone here.
[Well, presents a danger to the kids and a few adults.]
I guess let me know if he ever presents a danger to anyone here.
[Well, presents a danger to the kids and a few adults.]
Can you say that with certainty when you aren't totally sure what he's capable of?
What about contingency plans? You're a fan of those.
Yeah. I don't care if I'm a contingency plan for this guy, too.
I was told that you may be able to repair me. My name is Connor. I'm an android.
Hey. We met in the library, I'm the kid with the white hair and the crutch.
I might be able to help. Some guy said you fell down fucking stairs?
I might be able to help. Some guy said you fell down fucking stairs?
Of course. Apologies.
I did. I fell down several flights.
I did. I fell down several flights.
Think we need to talk about Connor.
[Again. Also: understatement of the century.]
Somewhere safe.
[Not that Hank thinks anywhere in Etraya is necessarily safe, but… over their little ear-doohickies sounds like a terrible idea.]
[The hospital has stairs, but that explanation still feels wrong.]
Okay. And you can't repair yourself? Have you run any self-diagnostic tests?
Okay. And you can't repair yourself? Have you run any self-diagnostic tests?
[This isn't a surprising message to receive, given Connor doesn't remember him and apparently fell down some stairs....]
Yeah, fine. Where?
Yeah, fine. Where?
Not from damage like this. I need replacement plates.
I have run diagnostic tests and come up with a list of the missing parts.
I have run diagnostic tests and come up with a list of the missing parts.
[Hank breaths out a sigh of… relief? Concern? Glancing over at Connor sitting on his couch.
He’s really gonna do this, huh? Risk Connor? But what the hell else is Hank supposed to do?
God-fucking-damn.]
Corrine’s Cafe.
Hank’s standing outside the cafe, some ways away from the entrance. His dog’s leash is attached to his belt — precariously, seeing as how if Sumo decides to take off, the cups he’s holding in his hands are crashing to the ground.
When Accelerator arrives, Hank offers him one of the coffees: black.
“Here.”
Accelerator sends out a quick Okay. before grabbing his crutch and heading out. When he arrives he gives Sumo a confused, almost wary look, and steps around him to take the coffee.
"Thanks. When the fuck did you get a dog?"
An especially big one, to boot. He isn't used to dogs, so this is weird.
"Thanks. When the fuck did you get a dog?"
An especially big one, to boot. He isn't used to dogs, so this is weird.
Hank looks down at Sumo. Back to Accelerator.
“Got him after the last Connor — y’know. Meant to get him before, but… I especially needed him then.”
He sips his coffee. Inundated with hazelnut creamer, because why the fuck not? Vincent told him a while back to embrace his goddamn whimsy, so here Hank is.
“Connor’s” — god, where to even fucking start? — “different. Have you met him?”
That's all? What about software instabilities? Are you processing things okay? Are the missing parts impeding any major functions?
I have been facing some instabilities, but I'm not a deviant.
I was jumped by what appears to be a ten year old.
I was jumped by what appears to be a ten year old.
"....." He stares down at the dog like he's offended him, taking a slow sip of his coffee. He hasn't, Accelerator is just bad with animals.
A moment passes and he glances back up. Okay, yeah, might as well get right to it. "He doesn't remember me," he replies flatly. Saying that out loud hurts given how close he was to Connor when he was here previously, and he tries to cover that up with hostility, sounding aggravated. "I can't tell if this is some version of Connor from a different universe from the previous one, or if he's the same one and simply from a different point on his fucking timeline."
A moment passes and he glances back up. Okay, yeah, might as well get right to it. "He doesn't remember me," he replies flatly. Saying that out loud hurts given how close he was to Connor when he was here previously, and he tries to cover that up with hostility, sounding aggravated. "I can't tell if this is some version of Connor from a different universe from the previous one, or if he's the same one and simply from a different point on his fucking timeline."
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