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Event Eleven.

"Four ducks on a pond,
A grass-bank beyond,
A blue sky of spring,
White clouds on the wing;
What a little thing
To remember for years --
To remember with tears!"

he day is normal. It's a bit chillier than it's been, the nip of fall in the air, but as the new people in the Town settle in... things have gotten peaceful.

And yet. When everyone goes out to greet their neighbors, to hug their friends, to shake hands or make eye contact or who knows what -- they'll realize very, very quickly that nothing about today is normal at all, actually.

Hopefully nobody minds a little extra sharing today.

Welcome to Awash's eleventh event log, everyone! Further information on this event can be found here at the OOC post.

You are welcome to start your own posts or logs for this event as well. If there are any questions, please ask them here. Thank you!

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[To share that kind of memory with someone, Rin would have expected to feel something. He knew how it worked by now, at least with some people, and that some shared thoughts in the moment while others shared the physical, emotional responses.

Yet this brief locking of eyes that revealed to Rin a brief glimpse into a world he didn't completely understand. The skyline didn't look all that different from his version of Tokyo, but it was clear that not everyone here was human.

Knowing that didn't make the jarring return to current time any less disorienting. To go from feeling nothing back to his own normal emotions was like being hit by a truck, and he stumbles back in order to find a solid place to sit down and put his head in his hands for a moment.]

What the hell was that... ?

[Ah right... That time. Getting sent in as a hostage negotiator.

Connor remembers most of it impassively as well - at a most technical level, he wasn't even there. The previous Connor model was destroyed, and he took his place. Honestly, the whole thing doesn't really matter, other than being one of the first big deviant incidents.

And it put heights near the top of his danger list. But that doesn't matter.

Once they're both back in the present, Connor approaches the young man, stopping to look over him. He doesn't seem injured or ill, so perhaps he's just shaken up.]

I'm sorry you saw that. It's a very violent memory of mine; not meant for the average viewer.

[At least he didn't see the bodies inside the apartment, too...]

[It wasn't even the violence that got to Rin. If he had seen more of the horrors inside he may have reacted even worse, but what had truly gotten to him was watching Connor fall from the roof and yet feeling literally nothing the entire time.

It took him a beat to realize he was being spoken to, and his eventual reply came out a dry grumble.]

How the hell did you survive that... ?

[It still hadn't occurred to him that he was talking to someone who wasn't human.]

I didn't. Or rather, he didn't.

[Connor reaches up and taps at the circular LED on his temple. It's currently a solid, calming blue.]

I am an android, developed by a company called CyberLife. My predecessor was unfortunately destroyed in his fall from the roof. His memory was uploaded to a server at CyberLife, and was then downloaded to me. I remember everything he saw, but physically I am not him.

[So hopefully that satisfactorily answers Rin's question. This man is not human at all.]

He--

[... oh.

Okay.

Rin certainly wasn't the sharpest tool in Chroma's shed, but he was capable enough to understand that he was essentially talking to something very technologically advanced. Androids weren't a reality where he was from but it was a possibility often talked about in the news and other places.

Of course all of this comes out in the most eloquent reply of:]

So you're like a talkin' computer.

[Did this kid basically just call him Alexa? Connor frowns, just a little.]

...Yes. A computer that can walk and talk and perform other manual tasks. [He's much more than just a "talking computer," thank you very much!] I'm equipped with several other functions, as well. I'm one of the most advanced models of my time.

[Be impressed, Rin!]

[This is so sad. Connor, play Despacito.]

Whoa... s-so there's more androids where you're from?

[Okay, yes, he's impressed. So much so that he actually forgets how dizzy and disoriented he felt a moment ago.]

Yes, many. We've become very cost effective and a great bargain for both personal and commercial use.

[If that sounds like some kind of pre-scripted ad for CyberLife, it probably is.]

We also have androids in the military and most government agencies.

[It did, and it took some of the wind out of Rin's sails.]

You... kinda sound like a product, not a person.

Yes, that's correct. I am a machine, though at the moment I am only available by loan.

[So Rin can't buy him, if that's what he's wondering.]

[No! That's not what he's wondering at all!]

Y-yeah, but you're still-- I mean you look--

[Human.]

Human? Yes. My design and voice were engineered to facilitate flawless integration with humans, to better assist them. But everything about me is only a simulation.

[He can't actually feel anything... He's just a machine.]

[An awesome machine!]

That just seems kinda... I-I'unno, wrong? Like if you look and act and sound human then why are you being sold?

Because I am a machine. Androids are consumer products. I was created by humans to be sold.

[This is simple to understand, isn't it?]

... oh.

[He doesn't really have a smart rebuttal to that. It still seems sad and wrong to him, but he can't exactly argue with what is essentially a computer, a being that is vasty, vastly more intelligent than his dumb barely-passing-school brain.]

Erm. Does it... bother you? That the other... uh... you died? ... broke?

[Seriously, he his not a smart child.]

[Does it bother him...?]

It concerns me that he made a number of mistakes that led to his unfortunate destruction. I've studied the series of events for better approaches that will not result in damage. But no, it does not bother me. He was only a machine.

[And a machine can't die.]

[Oh right. He doesn't exactly... feel.

Dumb question was dumb, but Connor at least humored him with an answer.

Rin scratched at his slightly pointed ear, a faint movement of something black and fluffy behind his back.]

... sooooo like. What do you do then? If you're a... uhm. Product?

[Something black and fluffy...? Hm. Interesting.]

I assist detectives with their investigations. I can also perform hostage negotiation, which is what you saw there.

[Even if he didn't do very well that time.]

[It seems to be attached to Rin, rather than a separate creature.]

You're a cop? That's really cool! ... er, well, what I saw wasn't cool. But it looked like you saved that girl so that's good, right?

[A black and fluffy thing... attached to a person!? What does that mean...?]

Yes, she was fine. [Well, at least physically - she saw that android murder her father and a few cops, but...] My mission was accomplished.

[There's a pause, while he cranes his neck a bit, and then...] I'm sorry, but what is that behind you?

[So many things!]

Huh?

[Rin looks over his shoulder in brief surprise.]

Oh! I uh... forget people can see that here.

[He stands up, turning around so Connor can see the big fluffy tail attached to Rin's back.]

I'm uh. Not completely human.

...Yes. So I can see.

[Why does he have... a tail? He said he's not human, so he's apparently not just a person who enjoys dressing up as animals as a recreational hobby.]

What are you, if you don't mind me asking?

[That's surprisingly popular where he's from, and tends to help him get away with "its cosplay" as an excuse pretty often.

Here, though. Well, no need to be so secretive in Chroma.]

Demon. Half, actually. My mom was human, but she passed away when I was born.

[Oh, a demon! That makes two that Akira knows now.]

I'm sorry to hear about your mother. [Condolences are a thing you give to a statement like that, right? But he's more interested in the demon part.] But you're a demon? Like Mr. Valvatorez?

[A shrug.]

Not like I really knew her.

[Unlike Shiro, but... that's a story for another time. Maybe.]

Dunno who that is! There are other demons here?

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