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//I have got basically no muse these days but I want you to know that I see your writing and I appreciate it greatly ❤️

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answered ask from @detectiveconnor - goodness knows what meme i reblogged like two months ago

"I thought you might like some company." Connor stood at a distance, anyway. He might not be the company she was looking for, but with Luther and Alice both still being checked out in the infirmary (a bombing, of all things, at Kara's centre - no fatalities, but everyone was being checked out, meaning the infirmary was too busy for visitors)... well. He thought she might like some company, out here in the cold. He offered it, for what that was worth. ((I'm ... assuming .... look Connor is complaining at me that he Would Have Caught An Imminent Bombing if he had been given a heads up about threatening graffiti, so maybe no fatalities because he gave them some heads up. Or it's not related to that thread at all and is its own thing! i'm just swimmin')

She sat on a low wall, hands pressed tight against the cold brick. It had been so warm before. Alice on the brink of sleep, with her parents paying more attention to the kids’ film she’d been so desperate to watch than she was. They’d been considering turning in for the night themselves when Kara got the warning that someone was about to shatter that peace. She’d lacked the time - or the capacity - to process the full magnitude of it until now. Now the evacuating and the counting were done. She could have collapsed with relief when the tallies finally came back. All accounted for. Nobody died today. Things - buildings - could be replaced, but their people couldn’t be. The logistics were fixable. Everyone would have a safe roof over their heads, once they’d been checked up. Kara didn’t need checking up. She was fine. She had work to do. This place was her responsibility. She’d all-but-ordered Luther to go lie down before he damaged himself through high stress, and, no matter how many times Alice’s biocomponents came back okay to her eyes, she wanted her to see a professional. Just in case.  The company she wants is theirs, but there isn’t the capacity to handle so many friends and family. She was setting an example. Sitting out here. Kara never wanted to be a leader. If she was forced to hold the mantle, though? So be it. The company she’d been offered served her well to start doing that. Fingers tapped pointedly, against the bricks beside her. “I - thank you. It could’ve been so much worse if...” Her voice trails off, to be replaced by the method of communication Rose called ‘android-telepathy’. Some people didn’t necessarily like it, she knew. There was little other option to communicate what she wanted to while upholding the human-friendly image of the concerned mother expressing her gratitude to the detective.  “Worst-case scenario, we just discovered a network of anti-android guys who know how to make bombs, and they know the cops are onto them now. How’s Mexico this time of year?”  In all seriousness, they weren’t going anywhere. At least people knew how to repair them here. It was that which made something click in her mind - like a shifting padlock. “Connor, we have to interview everyone. This could be an inside job. I once met an android that seemed like a deviant showing me a safe place, but was actually programmed to lead deviants into a human’s trap.”

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areyoualive​:

    “Of course.”

    Connor slowly bends down, holding out the box at a comfortable height for Alice to reach. He looks at Kara to check she hadn’t changed her mind before extending it outwards, nodding at Alice. They both had every right to be running in the opposite direction. The fact Alice wasn’t was both a relief and a reminder of what he’d done under Cyberlife’s control, a sudden mixture of guilt and anger churning in his core. A child didn’t deserve to live with that, and he could never take it back. 

    Luckily, the kitten was a pretty good mood lifter. The tiny thing almost trips over herself clambering to investigate Alice, who already had her hand out for her to sniff. It was clear this wasn’t the first time she’d brought Kara to the vets, no doubt with another rescue in tow. The thought warms him. Truly, Connor found animals a lot easier to handle than people. But it was always nice to help.

   “You know, she’ll need a good name. It might help her get adopted.” 

    Ren’s quickfire suggestion of Warhammer was off the table. She was too sweet for that, covered in orange and black patches with white paws that looked like socks. Connor keeps his tone light, ready for Kara or Alice to decide if they were no longer comfortable. The kitten lets out a high pitched mewl at the attention, quickly followed by Alice’s laughter. It’s a nice feeling, to know that she could experience this, no matter how small a joy it was. That they could never take away everything. 

“Patches!” Alice supplies, almost instantly, and it doesn’t surprise Kara. She’d always been good at coming up with names. Her daughter’s capacity for forgiveness doesn’t surprise her either. She’d always had more humanity than a lot of humans. Getting upset whenever Kara had to take a tough choice to keep them all alive. Wanting her to give the bus tickets back to the lady with the baby. It does fill her with awe, though. That this little girl approached someone who was designed to hunt her down. Extended that hand of peace. Who’s Kara to stop her? She was right about things more often than not. They had just lived in a world where being right and being alive were mutually exclusive. Things weren’t as bad as they had been. Not good, but not deadly either. Alice was wise, too. The real bad people don’t help the animals. She must have remembered Zlatko’s caged polar bear and developed her own ideas around it. Bad people harm animals, so people who help animals are good. Or at least not completely terrible. It was just such a kid-like thing to do, and so clever at the same time. People looked at Kara and saw a glorified nanny, perhaps, who got all her knowledge pre-programmed. They’d still be wrong, of course, but even that kind of person couldn’t look at Alice and deny her inherent creativity and imagination. Just like other kids.  She crouched down beside her daughter, to reach out to the cat too. Does she trust Connor? No. But she trusts Alice’s judgement completely. “Alice, you can’t have a cat and rescue all the birds.” Her tone was light, gently chastising. There wasn’t a vast amount stopping them having a cat. Besides work and school schedules, but that was a discussion for her and Luther. Alice’s tone was equally light, but a good touch more jovial. “Uh, mom? Cats and birds can totally live in peace and harmony.” Despite herself, she couldn’t help laughing. “Alice!” She had no idea where Alice had developed that kind of humour - maybe from Rose’s son. She was such a funny little girl, too.

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hello friends! i am v low energy and am on a marvel obsession kick atm tbh but i aim to do some writing this fine holiday weekend <3 

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A Concept I came up with this morning: Every other AX400 Kara has met also did something to their hair, or removed their LED, or just has a favourite hoodie, because people still order them to do stuff in stores/public places (sometimes subconsciously, sometimes out of overt bigotry) and the less they look like That Advert the less it happens

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it has been A Week and I would have liked to be writing, but it really do be like that sometimes. ah well. each week is a new week. hopefully I will be less busy this one ❤️

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character outline.

FULL NAME : Kara

TITLE(S) :   Mom. When she was posing as a human teacher she would have gone by Ms. Chapman.

NICKNAME(S) :  ‘K’, but only Luther is allowed to use it

╳ FLAWS.

moody | short-tempered | emotionally unstable | whiny | controlling | conceited | possessive | paranoid (does it count if they really are out to get you?) | liar | impatient | cowardly | bitter | selfish | power-hungry | greedy | lazy | judgmental | forgetful | impulsive | spiteful | stubborn | sadistic | petty | unlucky | absent-minded | abusive | addict | aggressive | childish | callous | clingy | delusional | cocky | competitive | corrupt | cynical | cruel | depressed | deranged | egotistical | envious | insecure | insensitive | lustful | delinquent | guilt complex | reclusive | reckless | nervous | oversensitive

♔ STRENGTHS.

honest | trustworthy | thoughtful | caring | brave | patient | selfless | ambitious | tolerant | lucky | intelligent | confident | focused | humble | generous | merciful | observant | wise | clever | charming | cheerful | optimistic | decisive | adaptive | calm | protective | proud | diligent | considerate | compassionate | good sportsmanship | friendly | empathetic | passionate | reliable | resourceful | sensible | sincere | witty | funny

🖌 SKILLS & HOBBIES.

art | acting | astronomy | animals | archery | sports | belly dancing | bird watching | blacksmithing | boating | calligraphy | camping | candle making | casino gambling | ceramics | racing | chess | music | cooking | crochet | weaving | exercise | swordplay | fishing | gardening | ghost hunting | ice skating | magic | engineering | building | inventing | leather-working | martial arts | meditation | origami | parkour | people watching | swimming | puppetry | pyrotechnics | quilting | reading | collecting | shopping | socialising | storytelling | writing | traveling | exotic dancing | singing (karaoke)

tagged by: @iinaniis

tagging: if you want to do it you can say I sent you :D​

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detectiveconnor​:

@brokenxcode​​ sent: ❛ people like us don’t get to decide when we’re done. ❜

“We’re done.”

He understood what she was saying. On many levels, he agreed with her; there were things being an Android made necessary in a way that being human didn’t. A human could decide whether they wanted to lobby for Android rights. An Android sort of had to do it, by way of existing. Taking up space and trying to live a life as an Android was – in many places, especially outside of Detroit – a sort of political statement. It wasn’t something they could put down. Being an Android came with the work of being an Android in a world not built for them.

Connor reached out, to put a hand over Kara’s. Gentle. A way of staying her quick, precise, anxious sewing as she patched together another blanket, another set of clothes without Android markers, another way to keep warm for someone who would not be able to, otherwise.

They were done. He meant it. “There’s an entire community here. Everyone here wants to help them, Kara.” There were sets and sets and sets and sets of hands who would willingly sew another quilt, or distribute another load of blue blood.  “And you need rest.” Truthful. He was not telling her to set everything down, but he offered the truth, so she knew it was there: “We can be done.”

Her community existed in a never-ending cry for help. It was like a drop in the ocean, really, but...every piece of fabric she worked on was another person who wouldn’t have to steal clothes, put their daughter in an abandoned house, huddle together for warmth. She could do this all day and all night if she needed to. The remark she made had been a dark joke, more than anything else. One of the others went I’m so done - and she’d thought, oh, if only it was up to us.  One day, she was going to sit down and cross-stitch a slogan she saw on a placard once. Existing is Resisting, surrounded by a whole load of incongruously delicate flowers. That day’s not today, though, as someone’s decided they need to physically stay her hand. A very brave someone, considering her proximity to sewing needles and willingness to use them.  Kara’s gaze flickered upward, away from her work. It was Connor, because of course it was, and she offered a gentle laugh. “You know what I mean, and I know you know what I mean.” Fine. She’d bite. She leant back in her seat, the front legs ever-so-slightly lifting off the ground in the exact kind of way she’d have told children off for, once upon a time. “You know how to sew? ‘Cause I’ve got glowing teaching reviews.” Well, he did say everyone.

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I wonder if I'm allowed just ever to be

you grow.

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The “Connor Chased Us Down But Didn’t Kill Us” Club

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Doctor Who — Victory of the Daleks  {Sentence Starters}

“That wasn’t human.“

“Stop this. Stop now.“

“Yes, you are inferior.“

“Must I take it by force?“

“You do not require tea?“

“Well, let’s just ask, shall we?”

“You are everything I despise.“

“Yes. Right. So, destroy them.“

“What have the humans done?“

“Show me. Show me what that was!”

“What was that like? How did it feel?“

“This is the end for you. The final end.”

“My life is a lie, and I choose to end it.”

“Oh, that’s it? That’s your great victory?“

“Wait, wait, wait. I wouldn’t if I were you.“

“See, my friend reckons you’re dangerous.“

“It hurts, doesn’t it? But, kind of a good hurt.“

“Is this what we do now? Chase after them?”

“You want to kill me. Well, go on. Kill me. Kill me!”

“But, you get a lot of these clever notions, do you?“

“Tell me, and prove you’re human. Tell me everything.“

“Yeah, and if I let you go, you’ll be stronger than ever.“

“I’m not stupid, mate. You’ve just played your last card.“

“That wasn’t human. That was never human technology.“

“Stop this! What are you doing here? What do you want?“

“But, imagine what I could do with a hundred. A thousand.“

“But, why not? Why can’t we put an end to all this misery?“

“Come on. Fight back. You want to, don’t you? You know you do.“

“So, they’re up to something. But, what is it? What are they after?”

“Deception’s second nature to you. There isn’t a sincere bone in your body.“

“Why won’t you listen to me? Why did you call me in if you won’t listen to me?”

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hello friends! I am back but hoo boy i have a hefty dose of jet lag. Kara has Ideas about some of the stuff I owe but as I am currently incapable of writing it I will simply reblog memes ;)

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I miss seeing you on my dash!

Thank you, anonymous citizen! I’m on holiday just now, but will be back shortly! ❤️ I’m having a good time, but I do miss having time to write. A long haul flight should help with that…unless someone reclines their seat back on me again!

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i had such grand plans to post - i have posts Written in a Notebook - but alas it is somehow now almost midnight. goodnight friendos x

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“Ralph knows New Jericho….” His LED briefly changed to yellow. “That is where Ralph is supposed to be.” He looked around as if he might be looking for someone. “Simon will make Ralph go back soon.” He always did.

“Ralph knows they want to help. But Ralph is.. Ralph is just not liked!” He hissed at the end, more at himself, LED changing from yellow to red and then back to yellow. “Ralph doesn’t fit in.” He was quiet again. “Ralph scares people even when Ralph tries not to.”

Truth be told, his fears got in the way. As much as some androids were truly scared of him, he was afraid to let the ones that weren’t in. Even Simon. Although he wasn’t sure how much of it was part of his responsibility to look after him or not.

“Ralph is scared….” He ran his fingers across the torn part of his face, fresh thirium staining his fingers. “Ralph hurts people when Ralph doesn’t mean to….”

She knew of Simon, but couldn’t say she knew him well. It was good someone was looking out for Ralph, at least. As much as he seemed to dislike the place, New Jericho was probably the best place for him to be in a world like this.  Kara couldn’t exactly argue with that, not really. It was the erratic behaviour that kept her just-slightly on edge. It wasn’t his fault, but she imagined that other androids who were dealing with their own trauma found it difficult to be sympathetic.  She used to be a teacher. She always tried to be sympathetic, because you never knew what was going on in someone’s life. She was no saint, that much was for sure, but she tried. Which was more than some people did. “It’s okay to be scared. The world is scary, sometimes. There’s people who are looking out for you, though. Simon seems like a nice man, right? They’re our people, at New Jericho.” Kara nodded, once. Decisive. “I’m bringing these things back there. You can come too, if you want. I won’t let anyone make you afraid.” She was good at warding off trouble. Someone once told her she had ‘resting bitch face’, and she decided to take it as a compliment.

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I have no idea why, but I feel like Kara and Luther do Valentine’s Day but in a completely haphazard manner commensurate with them being Platonic Marrieds, which consists of a growing collection of Valentine’s related absolute tat.  This year they both, completely independently, got each other heart-shaped cacti. Alice knew and said nothing.