★☆☆☆☆ week 2. saturday. connor.

[haw]

[ for whatever reason, connor may find himself visiting the park in the east wing. as it so happens, majima is also there. unlike the android sent by cyberlife, though, majima... doesn't seem to be awake? he's asleep sitting up on one of the park benches. while the parka he has on looks like it's doing a pretty good job of keeping him toasty, and he has a slight red glow about his face... it probably isn't a good idea for a human to stay outside exposed to the elements, right?

how curious. ]

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Won't be cold for long.

[ i mean, give him like thirty years or so, maybe he'll be able to provide some competition then? in any case, he rummages around in his coat pocket for a bit before taking out a lighter and a cigarette. he flicks the lighter open to light the tip of his cigarette, lazily blowing smoke into the cold air as he continues to stare at connor. ]

Wouldn't it work out in yer favor if ya left me out here? Less competitors an' all that.

[tootsiepop]

[Majima, the fuck. Connor's face twists ever so slightly, distaste evident.]

I was created to serve and protect humans. That's a purpose I will continue to fulfill, regardless of this competition.

[haw]

[ hm. interesting response. robots are WACK. he narrows his eye, trying to discern if connor's words are true. ]

Then why'd ya accept the invitation in the first place? Or were ya one of the ones who didn't get the full story before agreein'?

[tootsiepop]

I was told to achieve my mission by any means possible, a problem that this competition will solve.

[Robots are, indeed, whack.]

... However, you're correct. I failed to understand the full implications before I agreed.

[haw]

[ ... he just. leans back a little. ]

Uh, can ya try not soundin' like you're gonna start the robot uprisin'?

[tootsiepop]

I'm trying to end the android uprising.

[haw]

Oh.

Ain't this awkward, huh.

[tootsiepop]

Is it?

[haw]

Lil' bit.

[ beat, as he lets out a puff of smoke... ]

How 'bout we start over, uh, Connor...-han?

[tootsiepop]

Gladly— Once we step inside, of course.

[Please get out of the cold, Majima.]

[haw]

[ majima kind of lolls his head back for a couple of seconds before forcing himself up from the bench. he staggers a bit as he stands up, and seems kind of wobbly overall, but he's otherwise impressively stable for a drunk. ]

Lead the way.

[tootsiepop]

Thank you for your cooperation.

[and

off they go! to one of the log cabins or whatever was in this wing. please don't trip and fall, majima.]

wow sure would be nice if i tagged this

[haw]

[ he won't! in motion, it may not even look like he's drunk. as soon as they get to shelter, though, he immediately crashes into whatever seat is closest to the entrance, and gives connor a thumbs up. ]

So. Ya got me inside. Congrats.

you're good!!

[tootsiepop]

So I did.

[Would have been better if Majima wasn't, uh. Majima, probably. Connor frowns when he crashes into the couch, but doesn't comment as long as he isn't sliding onto the floor.]

You said you would like to start over. How?