#convo:max

[heirofhermes]

@artificialperscn

"Oh, do not fret, Max," Sebastián offered as warmly as he could. "Any friend of Agus is a friend of mine... Although I am sure you two aren't exactly friends anymore."

It was said with grace, with some sense of complicity too. While Sebastián had absolutely no clue about this man's true identity, he knew enough from Agustín to offer the kindest welcome he could.

"Alas, you are more than welcome in my office. May I offer you some coffee?"

[inframundc]

@artificialperscn gets a starter

It had been a very odd couple of weeks. Now, it wasn't unheard of that a bodyguard caught feelings for their client, or that it seemed to be reciprocated. The novelty was probably the fact that his client was supposed to be a machine...

Not that Agustín's lips could tell the difference, because he had made sure to kiss Max countless of times whenever nobody was watching. For a loner with a broken heart, he surely fell for this Synthetic as if gravity was his best friend.

Their routine seemed even more fun now that they shared this secret, even on days like that when they had to stay late at the office. The sun had long set by the time they had finally made their way to the streets, keeping whatever kind of small talk seemed appropriate while he escorted Max home.

That's where things went a bit south.

"We're being followed," he warned, using his water bottle for a feint so nobody could tell he had caught on the man behind them. "Forget the alley, we take the park. Open spaces."

The instruction was clear, knowing Max would listen to his security advice. Taking shortcuts in that situation could be potentially dangerous. All his feelings aside, he knew how to do his job.

Which was probably what forced their enemies' hand. Halfway through their walk through the park, another man crossed their path. Clearly he had something in his pocket, and that was alarming enough. For someone to be that bold in a public place it meant they were either amateurs or truly unhinged.

But before he could really pull at Max to get him walking in another direction, it was already too late. A shot was fired, its roar echoing through the park.

[inframundc]

"... You mean to tell me you're entirely unaware of your own looks?" Agustín asked, rather amused. He had been sitting in Max's shoes, also failing to realize his own good looks until very recently.

Strike two on the list of things apparently they had in common.

"Well... Those are not really social hobbies to make friends, I guess," Agus mused, crossing his arms in thought. "But there are like... groups that go in forests for bird watching and all, so maybe we could find you one."

Now, why he was so eager to help Max come out of his shell was a mystery. Usually the wasn't this helpful. Perhaps the curiosity to see this synthetic inhabiting the world ran deeper than he realized. Then again, Agustín had rarely been very self aware in general.

"Huh- yeah. Every thursday. This month we've been focusing on preparations with salmon," he huffed, almost proud of himself for sticking to something that wasn't violent in nature. "Wait-- You don't eat? But your tea..."

"I am?" Max found himself questioning, having no real opinion on the matter. Whenever he looked in the mirror, it was never with a question of whether or not he looked handsome, it was purely to make sure he looked presentable, that his hair was tidy, his beard or stubble was neat and to make sure there was no cosmetic damage to his appearance. He'd never really thought about if he looked good or not.

Taking another sip of his tea, the synthetic almost spat it out as he seemed to suddenly splutter it nervously at the mention of the word 'horny', well aware of what it meant although he'd never actually heard it uttered allowed. "Oh, I... I didn't know that was a thing." He replied innocently, using the back of his hand to wipe his mouth, evidently not accustomed to the topic. He couldn't understand it, treating each other like fast food. A nice hug, a little cuddle, to feel safe in someone's arms, to feel loved, he'd do anything to experience that even if just once.

"I enjoy tending to my house plants and sitting outside to feed the birds, if that counts?" The unit offered as he decided to leave his tea for a moment, placing it back down on the table. "I suppose it's less if I'm allowed, and more if I'm capable of it. Outside work, I'm not really programmed for anything else." Then again, he wasn't programmed to like plants or feed the birds either. "I didn't know you took cooking classes. What sorts of things do you make?" He wondered aloud. "I have to admit, I've never cooked anything before. It seems sort of redundant when I don't need to eat or cook for anyone."

[margseliserobbie]

You know what movie I watched again recently? House At The End of the Street. That was quite the twist and I had completely forgotten about it so I was just as shocked as the first time! @famemax​

[msgabrielladias]

westonmax‌:

I’ve learned a few things here and there, but not enough to actually be able to understand a conversation. I’d love to learn Spanish. Do you speak any languages other than English? 

We always wanna be productive but then there’s Netflix, pulling us back in, even when we need to be adults. 

That is still a good start. I think is always nice to learn a language. Even if you don’t really get a chance to use it, its fun to understand bits and pieces of it. I do actually! I know Portuguese and Spanish, I’m fluent in both. 

I swear it can just sense when we want to be productive. Then it has to go and tempt us with more great shows. Hulu doesn’t even play fair either. 

[stcnnex]

*:･ﾟ✧ @max-i-ne

"No le pasó nada, solo un pequeño raspón en la rodilla, pero de igual manera lo llevé a urgencias por si se había golpeado la cabeza, es un secreto de estado, así que no puedes decir nada" Le dijo a Maxine con media sonrisa, mientras le mencionaba sobre el accidente que había tenido Christopher Robin. "Queremos hacer una casa del árbol en la nueva casa" Seguía explicado. "Pero cuéntame, ¿qué tal te ha tratado la ciudad? ¿No te hace feliz tenerme cerca?" Sonrió divertido con cierta intención de molestarla un poco.

[stevehharringtcns]

maxmayfieldlaw​:

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steve felt like a safe option to reintroduce herself to on her own terms. so, she figured out where he lived pretty quick and showed up to say hi. when she stepped inside though, the last thing max was expecting to see was a kid. no, not just a kid, like, a baby. she blinked at it and uttered in awe, “holy shit…” max snapped out of it and eyed steve pointedly, “is there anyone who didn’t pop out a fucking kid?” she glanced back at the baby quickly, then sincerely asked steve, “how old is it?” she leaned in, “oh my god, dude.” max whispered like it was a secret from the baby, “congrats, i think.” back to the point. she took a breath, then explained, “im in town for you know, that thing, and i thought i’d say hey.” 

max watched steve, wondering if this had been a bad idea, and if she should’ve gone with her gut feeling to keep to herself, “if it’s a bad time i’ll go.” she offered casually, but frowned as she watched steve cleaning, “what is that stuff?” 

@stevehharringtcns​​

steve almost said something towards max’s language. not because she was saying it, she was an adult now, even if it took some time for steve to understand that. but because he didn’t want ford to hear those kind of words. but it wasn’t like he was any better. “well, as you can imagine, i didn’t pop out... a kid.” steve said as he kept cleaning the mess that ford had made. he heard max talk and he nodded his head slowly. of course she would be back in town, and steve didn’t expect it any different. in fact, he expected that he would be seeing way more familiar faces in town for the next week. the thought of it sent some shivers down his spine, but he didn’t let it show. it was just a funeral. he had gone through more than he would like, but he would be fine. everyone would be fine. “he’s two. and it feels like he’s been two for years now, trust me. the terrible twos are truly, the worst.” steve had read something about it on a magazine about being a parent, which he wasn’t proud of... but it had helped him. “thanks.” steve said, a small smile forming on his lips.

“uh... sweet potato. or carrots, i can’t be sure.” steve said as he finished cleaning up and threw out the napkins he had used. “oh, no, it’s fine, you can stay! please, make yourself at... home.” he said, motioning towards the couch, before he went back to the kitchen to grab some more food for ford. “keep an eye out for him!” steve yelled out as he got another bowl of food, hoping that ford wouldn’t send this one to waste. walking back, steve sat on the chair again and looked over at max. “so, uh... how’s life treating you? how have you been?” he asked, as he heard ford babbling some words that he couldn’t understand, but he smiled either way, as he tried to start feeding him.

[evcnncx]

✧ let’s get physical.

*:･ﾟ✧ @max-i-ne

Ese día había llegado al hospital a las 3:45 de la mañana, sus rondas empezaban a las 4 de la mañana y quería estar a tiempo porque quería escoger los mejores casos, había unos que le interesaban mucho, y no quería que se los ganaran, así que había puesto el despertador más temprano. El día había ido bien, había presentado algunos casos, le había tocado estar en pediatría, trabajar con niños era bastante pesado, y siempre había bastante trabajo, estuvo de arriba a abajo durante toda la mañana, apenas había tenido tiempo de comer algo, pero tampoco se quejaba los niños le sacaban sonrisas y ella a ellos.

Había sacado a una de sus pacientes en silla de ruedas a pasear por el hospital, pues se lo había pedido. ‘Quiero que me bailes Evanna y me cantes, sabes cantar muy bonito’ Dijo la niña, la castaña sonrió mientras empujaba la silla. “¿Ahora? ¿Aquí?” Preguntó la joven a lo que la niña asintió. Tras pensarlo un poco finalmente aceptó, habían quedado en el primer piso, cerca de recepción. “Esta bien, pero solo un pedacito que tengo que regresarte a tu habitación, ¿okay?” La niña asintió, Evanna la acomodó en un lugar para que pudiera verla y entonces se puso delante de ella. “ All night I’ll riot with you, I know you got my back, and you know I got you, so come on, come on, come on, let’s get physical, lights out and follow the noise, baby keep on dancing, like you ain’t got a choice, so come on, come on, come on, let’s get physical” Comenzó a cantar y a moverse frente a la niña quien comenzaba a reír, eso la ponía de buen humor y a Evanna le encantaba verla sonreír. 

Después de unos minutos en los que bailo para ella y sentía las miradas de las personas en ella, terminó su coreografía girando sobre si misma, entonces observó una figura familiar que le sorprendía ver en el hospital. “¿Maxine?”

[asktheheartsprincess]

I want it, immediately. How soon can I start? Where is my classroom? And I will need the current textbooks to edit....

How's it like having your mother teach a class at AP?

Ardenzana, Queen of Hearts:  I’m afraid I haven’t actually instructed one yet, though I hope the offer from Mr. Dennison still stands.  I would very much like to. 

[msisabellaabrams]

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[missvaleriahastings]

Chit Chat | Max and Valeria

Cowanmax said: "May I ask you some questions, miss?"

That depends...Ask your questions and I shall provide you the best answer I can. 

[inframundc]

Were Agustín not entirely intoxicated in their kiss, he would've taken a mental note about the experience of kissing a Synthetic. That was, perhaps, the indication enough that the craftsmanship of Max's body was top notch. It felt so much like kissing an actual man that Agus had absolutely abandoned the notion that his companion was a machine.

No. This was a man. His man. Anyone who disagreed would be invited to take the conversation to the nearest back alley where his fists could do the talking.

So he kept kissing Max, trapping him with his weight against the couch as if he was allowed to claim all of his body and attention so selfishly. How long had their kiss been, he had no idea. He couldn't care less. It was only the first of many more to come, since nobody could tell him that it was wrong to indulge in something that they both clearly wanted so desperately.

"I'm sure you'll learn, Max... There's nothing to regret... about enjoying each other's company," he mused, still leaning in, still craving more. That day had changed everything, and this kiss would shape their future very differently than planned. But nobody had to know, it could be their little secret...

It felt surreal. He'd never experienced it before, the feeling of being totally engulfed, his lips against anothers', his body pressed down against the couch, restricting his movement, cornering him, yet he didn't feel afraid, didn't feel threatened like an animal ushered a small space for capture. It was something he couldn't explain, couldn't quite put into words, couldn't fathom as it didn't compare to anything else he'd felt before.

All he could do was hold him, arms wrapping around Agustin, fingers clasping his waist as he held him there and desperately sought every connection between their bodies that he could find, still so highly aware of just how much strength he used in his fingertips to keep from hurting the man. For once in his short existence, he felt -- - wanted, needed.

As their lips pressed firm together, he wondered what Agus tasted like, what his own lips tasted like, if they were human enough, if he was human enough.

Yet once they parted, Max stared up at his bodyguard, his human, with wide eyes full of wonder, a smile trembling across his lips. "What's the expression?" He began, matching Agustin's whisper. "We're in too deep." He paused to look at him, really look at him. "I don't regret it." He felt the need to reassure him, worry softening his expression. "Do you?"

[asktheheartsprincess]

I’ll be there at 7:30, dressed in as close to my most frabjous as they will let me get here.

Hello your majesty, I'm Mr. Max Dennison, Cora's History teacher. Firstly, I would like to say that Cora is one of my best students and is excelling in my class. However, she brought up an interesting point. That Wonderlandian History is taught through the lens of Auradon's colonialism and propoganda. So I was wondering if you wanted to come and teach the class while we're covering Wonderlandian history.

Ardenzana, Queen of Hearts: Mr. Dennison. I must admit I am surprised by the unexpected invitation. It’s unusual to hear an Auradonian publicly admit that the established history as taught is grossly incorrect. That being said, I appreciate your admission and your invitation.

…when can I start!?

[inframundc]

Did he like it? He seemed like he liked it. Agustín wasn't really sure what to get to a man like Max, or even if he should get anything at all... They were still bodyguard and client, after all.

But considering both their social lives were unexistent and they would spend Valentine's day together, it was only fitting. right?

"Max-- You really don't have to ask for permission here. If you wanna hug me, do it."

"Max? Huh-- I'm aware that you'll be spending valentine's day working and doing nothing else... And you said you have no dates. Or friends. Or- I mean... I-- I got you a flower."

The surprise on the synthetic's face was evident. Mainly because he'd never really been given anything before, certainly not a gift in line with any sentimental human tradition. "It's... beautiful, thank you." Max stared at it doe-eyed, already planning precisely where he'd put it in his apartment. He looked back at Agustín, moving his arms to the sides but paused. "Can I... hug you?" He asked gingerly, more than ready to be rejected just in case. "I need your express permission."

[missvaleriahastings]

"Hi, I'm Max"

Salutations, young one. 

[heirofhermes]

The fun part about this conversation was that, in no way or measure, did Max need to convince Sebastián of the realness of his feelings. No mere machine could make Agustín fall in love, and that alone was proof that their relationship was nowhere near as fake as others would make them believe.

"When I was a small kid, everyone told me I was problematic and good for nothing. I'm not saying our experiences are the same, but merely pointing out that humans can be conditioned as well. In that sense, what you're experiencing is very human... Being told you're something you're not."

Even if Max was troubled, and if he had no idea of how human he was allowed to be, or how human he could be to begin with, Sebastián decided to treat him no differently than he did any of his peers. So he did the reasonable thing: refill his coffee, even if he now knew Max didn't need to drink it.

"Congratulations, Max. You've got yourself an attorney," Seb nodded, the cogs in his brain starting to turn in possible ways to defend this case. It would most certainly make some headlines if it goes right.

"If you'd trust me to help build a case to earn your freedom, then I'll happily do it. But, of course, you'd need to tell me exactly what the ultimate goal here is. Because we could fight for you to have rights and still be a part of the company, or for total independance, or something else... You don't have to tell me now. Think about it. What your ideal future would look like..."

"I'm not sure Weyland-Yutani would agree with you. For all intents and purposes, nothing about me is real." Shoulders shrugged nonchalantly, his words not exactly new to him. They'd been engrained into his programming since the day he'd been activated, tirelessly reminded that he wasn't real, that he was just a walking, talking computer mimicking humanity. Nothing more.

But was he? Was what he was feeling real? What he was thinking? Was he truly feeling? Thinking?

"My programming reminds me that everything I think just comes from pretending to be human, to blend in, make you feel comfortable in my presence." The android continued to explain, pausing to finish his coffee as if unwittingly proving his point. Even now that Sebastian knew what he was, it didn't stop the synthetic from continuing his charade. It was he was, his purpose, to seem entirely human.

"But I swear it's real..." His head shook a little from side to side, a heavy breathless sigh pressing at his chest. "I feel real, but..." He lifted his other hand, tapping against the side of his head. "I keep being told I'm not." The truth was, he wanted to fight, wanted to be with Agustin. "I just want to show the world how I feel about him. Whether it's real or not, I love him... I truly believe I do." Innocent blue eyes sourced the other man, begging, pleading. "Will you... help me? Please?"