Being human isn't as simple as being born that way. It's our actions that define who we are.
Connor x OC
*set during and after the events of Detroit: Become Human *
The snow fell softly from the sky, mesmerizing as it always was. Everything was brighter due to the white contrast. It was almost magical, in its own way.
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I leaned against the front of the car as Hank took a call, waiting as patiently as I could. The androids had rioted in the streets, and everyone was on edge, including myself. Though in all honesty, I was intrigued by the Deviants rising up against the chains human society had put them in. The riot was peaceful — no violence was reported, other than the violence the humans did upon the Deviants.
Maybe the Deviants aren't the problem.
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Connor got out of the car, slowly walking towards Hank as he hung up the phone.
"Is everything alright, lieutenant?" His voice held some concern.
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"— He got attacked by a bunch of deviants. Says he was saved by Markus himself."
"Chris?" I jumped off the car, walking towards them, genuine concern for our fellow officer, and friend.
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