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[socrowdedinhere]

 

*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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[cyberlifeslastchance]

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*

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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?

[cyberlifeslastchance]

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.