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*Connor, Ziomi, Warik, and Amory are hitting the road with a load of deliverables to the Lavair manor. It’ll be a long day and a half of riding to reach the other manor, but they’ve set off early for the first and are in good spirits. They stop for short breaks to have a little food, but otherwise keep moving. That evening they’ll all settle in to have some dinner.*

Sirrah: Connor? *will leap from wagon to his shoulder, landing lightly and sitting with barely a hint of weight on him*

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Connor: *reaches up to love on her* Yes, Sirrah?

Sirrah: I may have found your world. I need to go there to be sure, though. The... taste of it is similar to you, but I cannot tell from here if they are exact. I will be gone for a short time. Fifteen to thirty minutes here at most I suspect.

Connor: ...I see. *not...sure how he feels about that* Well, I'm sure I'll be fine for that time frame.

Sirrah: *realizes that, but until he says he doesn’t want to go back... she nuzzles at his temple, just above his headband, and then vanishes.*
Amory: ...this mean you could be leaving?
Wariik: ... Why go back? I know you’ve said you have nothing to go back to...
Ziomi: ...*turned away. Heart clenching at the thought of him going back to be destroyed...*

Connor: I have to. I'm still property of CyberLife. Though...I don't intend to leave until released by my handler. *said with a small grin, meant as a reassurance as he reaches over and gently squeezes Ziomi's hand*

Ziomi: *smiles* If that’s the case you’ll never leave here. *squeezes back, and pulls away to go relieve herself.*
Amory: ...Not that I want you to go, but somehow I don’t think CyberLife would like that. *said with a small grin.*
Warik: Then CyberLife can come get him themselves. *glances a smirk at Amory and Connor as he starts unloading bedrolls and dinner supplies.* Now are you lazy bums going to make me do all the work? *teasing*

Connor: *one more quick squeeze before letting go - to Warik* Maybe. *equally teasing grin even as he moves to get to work*

Warik: *twists his leg up and to the side to lightly “kick” Connor’s rear.* C’mon.
Amory: *chuckles and will pick up things they’ll need for the night from the wagon.*
*When they turn away from the wagon with their respective armloads they’ll find Ziomi... a man has hold of her and a knife across hwr throat.*
Man: Move and I cut her pretty little throat.

Connor: *laughs as he arches a bit at the "kick"* Hey! *will gather an armload, turn...and nearly drop it all* Ziomi!

Amory: *growls* Coward.
Man: Eh, I know what works. Now, you boys are going to stand real still and let my boys tie you up, got it? We’re then going to go through your stuff, take what we want, and go. See? Cooperate real nice like and all of you walk away alive. Good deal, eh?
*two men will approach Amory to tie him up.*
Ziomi: *knows how protective of her Connor is... she also knows Connor cannot stop this man from killing her if the android makes a mave to fight off the others.* Connor. Do as he says. Don’t fight.
Man: *smirks* See? This little lady has good sense. Your things aren’t worth her life, yeah? Aren’t worth your lives. I don’t like killin’ if I can help it, so just be good and this will be over quickly.

Connor: Ziomi... *walls! Does she realize he can't disobey even if there's a really good opening? Please...please let this man tell the truth. Please say he won't kill them, kill his friends, when he and his cronies are done!*

*The men get Amory bound to a tree and turn to Warik.*
Man: *drags Ziomi a bit away from the others* You’re going to give me one more thing, little lady. *he tucks his face to smell her neck.* Cooperate, and I promise to be gentle. Better spoiled than dead, hm?
Ziomi: No! Please don’t! *she yelps as he sweeps her feet from under her and pins her to the ground. She would retract her order and scream for Connor’s help... but she’s certain he’s already bound and so there’s no reason to. Tears fill her eyes, whole body trembling with dread as this monster starts to undress her.* Please. *chokesob* Please don’t.
Man: I’ll be gentle, little lady. And once we’re all done and have taken what we want you can untie your friends and be on your way.
Ziomi: *can’t make herself just stay still she struggles... uselessly, but she struggles. It makes the man strike her to try to make her stop, but she’s too afraid to stop.*
*Connor... can /see/ the opportunity. The men are over confident and both have given too much attention to binding Warik, leaving the one nearest Connor, the one that should be watching the android, open. He has throwing knives in his belt. Connor could so easily grab them, kill or incapacitate all three bandits, and save his sister... and ensure they all live. He could... if it weren’t for those /walls/...*

Connor: Ziomi...Ziomi, release me! *saying it aloud, /begging/, but maybe not loud enough, even doing that much stresses the wall . . . wait . . . stresses the wall? Is...is that possible? "DON'T FIGHT" blocks him from helping Warik. "DON'T FIGHT" blocks him from taking the throwing knives from the man standing next to him. "DON'T FIGHT" blocks him from going to Ziomi's aid. That one he sets his hand to, pressing. It...it gives a little. Can he...affect the walls? Can he!? Everything stands still as it always does in his Mind Palace as he pounds a fist against the "DON'T FIGHT" blocking him from Ziomi, testing it. It cracks. He pounds it again. It cracks more. ZIOMI! ZIOMI, I'M COMING! HANG ON! Clasping both hands together in a single fist, he swings like he has a bat in his hands, slamming the heels of his double-fist into the wall. It shatters! Connor blinks, tries to physically move, finds he still can't - there are two more walls to take down. His Mind Palace self /shoves/ against the wall blocking him from his would-be captor, straining with all his inner strength until suddenly it explodes away from him. His physical self is frozen in place, but the wire-frame representation within his Mind Palace stumbles forward with the sudden absence of the barrier. He can feel the changes within him. He doesn't know what's happening, and that frightens him - i-is he going deviant? Is this deviancy!? - but...but he /has/ to keep going. For Warik's sake, for Amory's, and especially for Ziomi's. The "DON'T FIGHT" block between him and Warik is higher than the others. He turns and reaches up, catching the top edges and pulling down with everything in him. This is the last barrier. This is the last part of...of /him/, of what makes him /him/! But he can't think about that, he /has/ to save the others! The last block strains, cracks, and finally shatters, crumbling down before him from under his wire-frame hands. The clean, orderly gridlines that have always demarked his environment in Mind Palace shatter as well, splintering into a riot of short, disconnected lines, like a cloud of knitting needles filling the air and then frozen in time. He blinks, looking around, /feeling/ the changes in him even as his software switches from Mind Palace to real-world video view. He gasps, looking around and down at his hands. H-he can move. He can move! And he needs to - NOW! With a growl, he snatches two throwing daggers from the bastard next to him. Flipping one in his grip, he rams it up under the man's chin deep into his head, pulling it back out before the man's even registered he's been attacked. The other dagger is also flipped in his grip, this one to fling and bury into one of the men on Warik. He doesn't even hesitate long enough to see where or if it landed true, hurling himself at the man on Ziomi with a feral snarl, bloody dagger in hand* GET OFF OF HER, YOU FUCKING BASTARD!

Sirrah: *came back to a mess... and just in time to see a /change/ in Connor. She nearly whoops in triumph, but will wait to see if he may meed her help dealing with this unexpected mess.*
*The man nearest Connor convulsed and collapses like a rag doll, dead without ever having a chance to react. The other man gasps and chokes as his buddy’s dagger buries into his throat. He stumbles back as Warik struggles from the half tied bonds. Warik looks at the man... looks after Connor, the turns to free Amory.*
Ziomi: *was in too much of a panic to hear Connor, ears ringing from the hard slaps to her fave to try to make her stop struggling. It’s starting to work. She’s dizzy and disoriented, simply aware of her unlaced bodice, the man sitting on her hips, and rough hands on her.*
Man: You want to make this hard, /fine/. I’ll— *he startles and turns in time to see Connor racing towards him... his eyes go wide and he starts to scramble back, already knowing he’s not going to manage to move in time.* /Shit/!

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Connor: *there’s /murder/ in his eyes as he stalks the man, glancing only /ever/ so briefly to make sure the remaining attacker is no longer a threat...good. This one’s the only one left standing – he can take his time.* How /dare/ you? How /DARE/ you treat a woman, /any/ woman - my sister! - so shamefully! I should rip off your genitals for such a vile offense! *FURIOUS for the first time in his life...and in a sense, it feels /good/, it’s freeing, /he/ feels free!*

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Man: W-wait! Wait! *he’s just going to try to scramble to his feet.*
Ziomi: C-Connor...

Connor: *steps up to the man, grabs him by the front of his shirt, and hauls him to his feet...and a bit higher, so he’s on his toes, tone cold* Wait for /what/?

Man: *yelps! He grips Connor’s wrist* I-I-I-!! *glances at his dead buddies and Warik and Amory approaching.* D-don’t kill me, please.

Connor: Like Ziomi’s ‘don’t rape me, please’? *debating if he should go ahead and kill this vile human or take the high road and let him live...only for him to attack someone else*

Amory: Hold him, Connor. We’ll take him to Lord Lavair. *will move to bind the man.*
Warik: *has gone to Ziomi, lifting her to sit up, snuggling her to him, cooing comforts.*
Man: *soft moan... a lord woll certainly hang him, or send him into slavery.*

Connor: *cold grin* Looks like you get your wish. *will hold him long enough for Amory to bind the man, will get something to gag him with, then will finally to go to his sister, wrapping around both her and Warik so she’s safely sandwiched between them* Ziomi...are you all right? Did he hurt you?

Ziomi: *has a swollen, bloody lip. She shifts to /cling/ to Connor.* I’m okay. I’m okay. I-I’m sorry. I’m sorry.

Connor: *HUGS her to him* It’s okay. It’s okay, Sis. You have nothing to apologize for. You’re not the one who should be apologizing. *casts a /glower/ at the captive* You have a split lip. Is anything else hurt? *just...just /loving/ on her*

Ziomi: *trembling and clinging to Connor, tucked into him.* N-no, I’m sorry. I wasn’t thinking wh-when I told you not to fight. I-I’m sorry.
Warik: *looks at Connor at that.* That’s right... how... how did you do that?

Connor: I... *looks down and away as "I AM DEVIANT" crosses his HUD, worried now what they'll think of him, if they'll still accept him...even as he doesn't regret what he did, because of why he did it - softly* I broke my programming.

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