[ connor is there, dressed and alert. his shirt is stained in blue, and he looks messy but he looks over her, blinking a few times as he processes her words. ]
[ Maybe Hank is just so used to Connor acting like, well, himself that it seems weird to see him be so robotic. But then he also went through An Ordeal so that's a thing. ]
Yeah, it looks like he's gonna be alright now. Vivienne fucking -- she showed up with him and was all apologetic, like she wasn't the one who did this to 'im in the first place.
[ i don't care, i don't care, i dont care -- it flashes through his systems searing through everything he's got, like a child who wants to throw a fit. vivienne killed him. he'd watched the way she'd played with her emotions; the way she'd turned them off when she no longer felt they were necessary. it was a ploy he understood all too well because he'd done it countless times before.
it makes him think of daniel, bleeding out on the rooftop after the bullet had impacted his skull you lied to me connor yes, yes he had and now he understood all too well what it was like to be on the receiving end. no, it was more than that, wasn't it? he understood all too well what it was like to be the android playing that card in the first place. ]
What happened....?
[ he forces the words out although he feels an intense revulsion to them. he questions because knowledge is power and he has too little of it. but he would like nothing more than never to care about her agian, this woman who had scarred him on such a deep level. ]
It's not--No, guys...[she stammers, tensing up. It's not like they were wrong. No, they aren't wrong. Vivienne attacked Connor. Someone that supposedly loved him, loved all of them...Would she have done the same to Max? It doesn't make sense.]
So you know that she died, or killed herself, or whatever. I thought she was our ally, [she tenses even more, trying to keep herself from shaking too much as her thoughts catch up to her heart] but I was wrong.
I told you to trust her and look what she did. And now she's gone and we have no answers and no nothing.
[ but it's true, max had taught him to trust. but he doesn't blame her, only himself for putting that trust in the wrong place. but something she says makes him think. and he blinks a few times before extracting himself from there collective arms and so he can rummage through his pockets.
he finds a piece of paper that he tells himself to deal with later, and then produces a small memory card ]
[ Hank steps closer to Max, patting her hair to try and soothe her. He still sees Connor produce that memory card though. What in the hell is that supposed to be? ]
If that's true, it's probably not a good idea to flash it around in the open. You should be extra careful about when and how you try to check what's on that.
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Hank!
I just talked to--I--No, is Connor here? What happened?
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Max...?
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Max! Shit, yeah. Connor's -- I mean, he's here. He's alive.
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[Max makes a...noise. Maybe it's a sob, maybe it's a laugh, maybe frustration. It just emotion. She stumbles over to Connor and hugs him.]
Tell me you're okay, please tell me you're okay.
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I am functioning.
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You gotta give 'er more than that, dumbass! I know you're still running a little slow, but at least tell her it's still you.
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...I'm not sure what you mean.
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[ hank is right, probably. ]
Right. I -- yes, it's me. I'm sorry for scaring you. I was forcibly shut down, but Hank rebooted me.
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Yeah, it looks like he's gonna be alright now. Vivienne fucking -- she showed up with him and was all apologetic, like she wasn't the one who did this to 'im in the first place.
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Oh Hank, Connor...
I just saw her, and...
[squeezes onto Connor a bit more.]
Something is really wrong. Something bad happened.
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it makes him think of daniel, bleeding out on the rooftop after the bullet had impacted his skull you lied to me connor yes, yes he had and now he understood all too well what it was like to be on the receiving end. no, it was more than that, wasn't it? he understood all too well what it was like to be the android playing that card in the first place. ]
What happened....?
[ he forces the words out although he feels an intense revulsion to them. he questions because knowledge is power and he has too little of it. but he would like nothing more than never to care about her agian, this woman who had scarred him on such a deep level. ]
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[ There's actually probably thirium on his hands, too. He hasn't thought about it, too busy worrying about Connor to pay any attention to himself. ]
Fuck Vivienne. Wherever she is. I'm sorry, Max, I know you... I know you like her, but I can't forgive that shit.
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So you know that she died, or killed herself, or whatever. I thought she was our ally, [she tenses even more, trying to keep herself from shaking too much as her thoughts catch up to her heart] but I was wrong.
I told you to trust her and look what she did. And now she's gone and we have no answers and no nothing.
I'm sorry Connor.
I'm sorry.
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[ but it's true, max had taught him to trust. but he doesn't blame her, only himself for putting that trust in the wrong place. but something she says makes him think. and he blinks a few times before extracting himself from there collective arms and so he can rummage through his pockets.
he finds a piece of paper that he tells himself to deal with later, and then produces a small memory card ]
No, we still have something.
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[ Hank steps closer to Max, patting her hair to try and soothe her. He still sees Connor produce that memory card though. What in the hell is that supposed to be? ]
What's that?
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...Did you get that from her?
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[ but what good would learning do if he can be killed so easily? ]
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Something to stop those robots?
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If that's true, it's probably not a good idea to flash it around in the open. You should be extra careful about when and how you try to check what's on that.
...But you probably already know that.
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[ after all, he had died ]
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What do you need, Connor? A computer? A tablet? We've got your back on this one.