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[socrowdedinhere]

*Connor has a mission, he is to find Lieutenant Anderson. He’s been to four bars already and is heading to the fifth when the world around them lurches. He’ll lose sight of everthing around him and when he can see again the city streets are gone and the darkness of the forest is all that is around him.* 

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Terris: *looks at Connor and sita up upon seeing the yellow LED.* What is it?
Sanrin: ?? Somethinf wrong?

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Connor: *glances at them, not taking his eyes from the creature for more than an instant* You don't see it? It's...a...manifestation, like a hologram. Its eyes are red and glowing and it looks like...for lack of a more reasonable description, like...a cat ghost.

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Sanrin: Oh! Sirrah? *looks where Connor is looking and grins.* Sneaky.
Sirrah: You called, I came, but then you were talking, and it would have been rude to interrupt.
Terris: *relaxes.*

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Connor: *LED spins a bit faster for an instant - it speaks! - before settling back to solid blue, since this is obviously a known entity. He'll quiet and go back to observing*

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Sirrah: *hops to the table and affectionately rubs against Sanrin’s arm that’s leaned on the table.* What can I do for you, my friend?
Sanrin: Actually, I was hoping you would be able to help Connor here. He’s apparently an android from another world.
Sirrah: *eyes Connor and steps to him.* Hello, Connor. Hm. Tell me about yourself.
Terris: Be fully honest with her, Connor. If she agrees to help she may be able to take you back to your world.

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Connor: *nods at Terris, then turns fully to Sirrah* I am a Connor series prototype android, serial 313 248 317. I was designed as a detective assistance, but my current handler has redesignated me as a soldier. *and he'll go into the rest of his description*

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Terris: *brow goes up, and he can’t help but look a bit amused.*
Sirrah: *soft purr.* And your current handler is...?

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Connor: General Zerik Ius.

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Sirrah: General Ius is a good man. Tell me Connor, if you are never able to get home, what will you do?

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Connor: I...I don't know. Continue with General Ius, perhaps. If he'll have me. Or whoever he decides to give or sell me to.

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Sirrah: And if he won’t have you, but doesn’t sell you?

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Connor: *lost and troubled look on his face, then peeks at Terris* ...Terris? *"would you keep me"?*

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Sirrah: *that look. She has seen AI’s make that expression before not too long before developing true sentience, though she missed that... magical moment before, this could be her chance to see it.*
Sanrin: *that look. /How/ is this man not alive?! And yet he can’t deny what his sense of spirit tells him. He even pulls back his collar a bit to glance at his chest, ensuring the shiomai stone fo Spirit is still indeed there. It is...*
Terris: *his heart breaks at seeing that look. He gibes Connor a reassuring smile and rests a hand on the android’s arm.* I would not leave you with no where to go. My home will always be open to you.
Sirrah: Give me your hand, Connor.

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Connor: *there's a twitch of a grin on his lips, small and uncertain, but the relief in his eyes is clear* Thank you, Terris. *will put out his hand to Sirrah, palm down*

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Sirrah: *leans in to touch her nose to his fingertips. He’ll feel an electrical charge wash through him. It’ll make him feel starnge and will even disrupt his activated skin a little bit.*

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Connor: *flinches, LED flickering yellow for an instant as his skin wavers and crawls across his surfaces, but he manages not to pull back from her*

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Sirrah: Mmm. I have good news for you and bad news. The bad news is that I have not been to that edge of the universes in a long time. *yes, plural. UniverseS* The good news is I can at least repair you should you be damaged while you are here.

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Connor: ...universes? *nods* Thank you, Sirrah. I have been instructed to keep myself in one piece as much as possible.

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Sirrah: Yes. There are many. You are from a different universe than yhe one we are currently located in. The hard part if done, I know which universe you are from, finding your planet within that universe, however, will take time. As little as a year as measured by this planet, and as much as seven.

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Connor: ...I see. *with him having been lost, another Connor will be sent to replace him. The case will continue. But where will things be a year from now? Seven years from now? Will he be obsolete? Will he be decommissioned upon return? He.../has/ to return. He has no choice. No matter what is done to him once he does. Assuming he's ever even able to. No point thinking about it now.* Thank you, Sirrah.

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Sirrah: *...He worries, but is still trapped by his programming... he’s already so close...*
Terris: Thank you, Sirah, for all you’ll do for him.
Sirrah: My pleasure. *Terris reaches for her and she gladly pushes her head into his hand for some love.*

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Connor: *faint grin - won't reach for her himself, but will watch them interact*

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Terris: *that smile...faint, but there...* With that settled, we’ll need to get you clothing to blend in better.

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Connor: *has been sitting with his hands folded in his lap, but he looks down at himself at that, softly rubbing his hands over his jeans, brushes a hand down his chest, and...and reaches up to pull off his tie with the same uncertain reluctance that he removed his jacket*

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Sirrah: You hesitate. Why?
Terris: *softly* Where he came from he is required to identify himself as an android. By changing clothes he removes most of those identifiers. However, his creators are not here, and if he is to get back them, he must first blend in here.
Sirrah: ...so you must prioritize your orders? *is that it?*