#ask-dbh-kora-wilson

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“Whatcha doin there kiddo?”

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The mission, track down and extract a deviant YK500. Hank had sent him alone due to a ‘conflict of interest’ and so Connor was left to follow the clues collected by the DPD. 

It didn’t take long and soon he was approaching the building he knew she was in. Unfortunately, while it was easy to find, it was large and tracking her down from this point would be difficult. 

Choosing to work systematically, Connor knocked on every door on every floor working his way slowly but surely up the building. 

“YK500 that goes by the name Kora Wilson. This is the Detroit Police. Open the door!” 

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Deviancy reported in the area. One thread separates from a single branch of information. A case of missing android child integrates in programming assessment. He is already investigating. Deep in questions door to door, presenting a visual in holographic photograph leads nowhere. Currently none have even witnessed a suspicious child wandering alone. Any small being would stand out whether human or android.

RK800-60 is made for one purpose. However it does make him question. Why Cyberlife chose to make his kind in the form of small ones forever trapped in that state?

^Software Instability

Eyelids flutter. Stepping down off stoop, discovering no one in this current home, he focuses scans across street. The android crosses. Soles of shoes connect with several puddles collecting over asphalt in his swift stride. A drizzle of rain begins. Moistening strands, sticking atop forehead, his synthetic skin glistens in a natural sheen from droplets.

//Scanning//

House: Abandoned

He steps through gate. Closing with a clink, he settles attention towards vehicle. The car’s tires are flat. How long has it been here? How long has this been deserted? He steps up to test front door.

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He stared at her for some time, really considering just walking away, just leaving her. He wouldn’t have to face it if he never turned her on. He folded his arms, grumbling to himself  for a extra moment. He remembered disappointing Christmases spent with his parents, never getting anything or not even concerned about it because he had tests to study for. Even as he got older, Christmas quickly became just another day.

With a sigh, he dropped his arms and turned her on. He pinched the bridge of his nose as he waited for her to boot up.

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Alice let her dark brown hair phase to a frosty blonde. They had been watching the Disney cartoon with two princess sisters and got inspired. “Can you help me braid it?” She asked Kora, “I’ll braid yours too.”

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@ask-dbh-kora-wilson from here He took note of the red LED. She was scared of him. He took a step back to give the frightened child space. "It's okay. I won't hurt you." Connor attempted to reassure. "I want to help you."

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Case File: Child Hunt

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He had been assigned many a case throughout the short span of his existence. Many of which dealt with deviants and drug dealers, gangsters and thieves. All of which he had completed with perfection, with ease. But... This particular case had caused an uneasiness to set a course through the entirety of his being; cause the feeling of discomfort to settle within him. He had dealt with very few cases with child involvement, but... Nothing like this.

Finding himself in what was reported to be an abandoned lot, searching through overgrowth and debris for a reported deviant YK500 that had been on the run.

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She nodded her head “ mama and papa told me deviants go back to cyberlife to die but mama and papa said to DPD that I am a deviant ” she said pausing “ mama and papa made red ice but they never got caught ” she finished

His smile had faded, but only the slightest, some humans... their behaviours were awful and unjustified. To claim this child deviant for the sake of her being deactivated to keep their drug problems under wraps was... terrible. "They don't sound like very fitting parents..." He whispered, "I can protect you if you need security from the DPD, but I can also assure you little one, deviancy isn't a bad thing."

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A small little android child walked into an abandoned house in the middle of the night the poor child was dressed poorly in torn clothes a torn skirt and a faded gray polo shirt with a white piping even her shoes where worn luckly she had a flashlight with her as she entred and closed the door she called out ' hello ' - ask-dbh-kora-wilson

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Visitors would come at nighttime most often, when they couldn’t be seen. Ralph usually made sure to hide, beneath the stairs or somewhere under the floorboards. He knew the house inside and out, could calculate the best place to hide at any given time. It was always a gamble, a matter of wondering how long he had to be cooped up. Sometimes it was for weeks, sometimes months.

He was beneath the stairs at the moment, his usual place to sit it out. There was nothing here except for boxes, no reason to look. Ralph had his resolve intact… Until the voice of a child broke through the silence. His head jerked, eyes widening in surprise. A child? He waited for the voice of an adult, for any indication that there were a pair of footsteps instead of just one. Only small, gentle ones. Not loud enough.

A child… A child… Ralph found himself twitching. He wanted to move yet the fear continued to pulse through him. He couldn’t risk it. But it… it was a child.

A few minutes passed. It felt like hours. Ralph finally gained the courage to move, ducking out past the stairs, taking in a shaky breath to calm his system. He caught up with the little girl, raising his hands slowly to show he wasn’t a threat. “Hello.” Soft, unsure. “It’s okay. Ralph won’t hurt you.”

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@ask-dbh-kora-wilson said::Kora played in the park in the leafs it would be almost a year since Androids were free. She could attend school if she wanted to now. But like any human child she hated school so she spent her days playing. She saw a fellow Android walking she smiled as she burried herself in a pile near the sidewalk ready to spook him.

Caleb liked coming to the park, the leaves were just starting to fall and change colors, it was his first autumn, so the world was full of new experiences for him, there were still some summer things he wanted to try before it got too cold, but for now a nice walk in the park would do.

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Kora woke up feeling someone poke her cheek. As if she was staring at death itsef she saw the Rk800 Android or known as the Deviant Hunter. She knew by rumors on the streets by humans or androids that if an android met the Deviant Hunter they would disappear. Her LED went red.

This is it

She thought to herself

This is how I die

She finished.

He noted the started reaction, her LED red. Was it because he had suddenly startled her away or was it the lather reason, that she realized who he was and might have forgotten or not seen the role he played in winning the revolution. 

“I mean you no harm and I’m sorry if I startled you. Do you need... help? There are better places to sleep than being exposed to the outside air.” He asked again.

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Rupert fucked up. He knew he couldn't tell what day the owner if this apartment building would return, but he knew it would have to happen sometime soon making it all the more urgent.

Outside of Ruperts apartment in the hallway,  he dropped a trashcan and a mess of feathers and bird seed, spilled all over the ground. So now here he was trying to clean up every last bit before he called it a day and had to hide back in his apartment for the rest of the night. However after a couple minutes passed, he felt like there was ice in his thirium as he heard a floorboard creak.

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“ they did say they wanted to test your psychological and moral programming” she said as she walked with him she was more of skipping than anything

More tests? It seemed that escaping into the field testing phase didn’t save him from the near pathological need the RK coders seemed to have for any and all tests they could possibly think up. At one point they had even tried calibrating his reflexes with ballet. That had been an interesting day. 

“Well, some ground rules then. I’m currently performing a mission that can at times be highly dangerous. If anything dangerous arises you stay behind with Lieutenant Anderson, alright? If I run off after a deviant or suspect don’t follow. Keep close to another human officer like Ben or Hank. They’ll make sure you keep alright.”

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Simon had been out with a small group searching trashcans and dumpsters for parts or any damaged androids in need of help. So far there was no luck on either front. Precious few replacement parts were found and no blue blood. It was looking grim for their wounded.

He was turning down another empty alley to search for what little he could find when he heard a small sound. It sounded like footsteps. Small footsteps. It reminded him of when he and Josh had found Hannah just months ago and his heart ached.

“Hello?” He tried to make his voice soft and reassuring Incase it was a child. “You can come out. I’m not here to hurt you.”

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Cyberlife had sent a package to Elijah Kamski's home. The box was wrapped in sliver wrapping paper with a big black bow. Finally it was Christmas day and it was Elijah's turn to open his gifts. ( ask-dbh-kora-Wilson)

Suspicious didn’t even cover how he felt seeing the box at his door. He knew the shape well, but the size wasn’t quite right, not for what he was sure it was. Something akin to dread ran through his veins as he took the package inside the foyer. He could only stare at it, stare at it for a long time until he could bring himself to open the box and confirm his fears. 

It was an android, but it wasn’t just an android. It was an YK-500, a child android. The child even resembled him a little. He took the letter pinned to her shirt and read it to himself.

Merry Christmas, Mr. Kamski. We figured you could use something more in your life. Hope you enjoy the android!- CyberLife

It had to be some sort of sick joke. The executives didn’t even have it in them to sign their own names to the letter. They all knew how he felt about the children androids. They were a terrible idea, and now, even after the revolution had come and gone, and everyone was starting to adjust to the deviants presence, they still sent him a child in a box. He put his hands on his face.

No. Nope. He never said he wanted a child, hell he wasn’t even dating anyone, no one that could even give him a child. So why this? 

“ Merry Christmas, huh? “ he crumpled up the letter and sighed, throwing it to the side as he took the android completely from the box and set on standing on the floor, “ Great. “

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“You really shouldn’t be alone out here all by yourself,” Kara spoke softly to the young android. She had some food in a bag but it was not for herself. Kneeling down to the girl’s eye level she looked concerned. “ It’s not the safest part of town. Are you okay?” Surely this child was not just mindlessly roaming the streets out in the rain.