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" oh . . . ralph . . . thinks he understands . . . ! "

hes wandering around the room , and then soon past London , through a door to her right . his voice calls from that room , inviting her to follow .

" here , here ! follow ralph , it is rude of him to keep a nice person on their feet in his home . . . ralph has chairs in here , in his kitchen ! "

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his head tilts in curiosity , listening intently . fussing with his cloak again as he does .

“ oh … ! that still sounds nice … ralph is … happy to know ! that you really do want to help , in a real way , and not in a bad way . ”

he returns her smile , its crooked and giddy , lifting mostly on the unharmed side of his face , though its quick to fall at jer next comment .

“ does London not have a nice place for her to stay ? surely you have to … ralph is not right , is he ? ”

❝ It makes me happy to do that, ❞ London smiles, ❝ if I can be different by actually doing what a detective should do, then I will. ❞

It also feels nice, to do what she’s supposed to be doing, it’s satisfying to see people relieved that someone has helped them while others would not and care only about what their own reward would be. 

When Ralph asked about her home, her gaze softened a little, ❝ right now, I do have a home, but in the past I wasn’t able to find one, I had to hide where I could until they kicked me out, or I felt I wasn’t safe. Things are better now, thankfully. ❞

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his head tilts in curiosity , listening intently . fussing with his cloak again as he does .

" oh . . . ! that still sounds nice . . . ralph is . . . happy to know ! that you really do want to help , in a real way , and not in a bad way . "

he returns her smile , its crooked and giddy , lifting mostly on the unharmed side of his face , though its quick to fall at jer next comment .

" does London not have a nice place for her to stay ? surely you have to . . . ralph is not right , is he ? "

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“you … . ralph thinks he gets it . you can sym– sympathize with him because , even though you — even though you are human , you had a similar – a similar feeling . ‘dev-’ … . ‘deviation’ , ralph heard it called once . heard another android say it . leaving a prede— predeter … a path chosen ahead of time , by someone else , and making your own ? and your friend … . helped you realize that ? ”

he fusses with the edge of the cloak anout his shoulders , part of a cargo cover , it seems the fading letters on it say in a small , tidy font .

“ ralph . . does not know if he chose to be different too , after he was hurt , or if him being broken made him that way , but he enjoys it the best he can . his home is sweet , it is pleasing , and he has lots of company ! ”

ah … its quite clear he doesnt mean people . perhaps hes referring to the plants behind him … ?

❝ You could say it’s something like that, ❞ London says. ❝ My friend showed me that there was still something good that I missed in the world, that not all of it was there to hurt me. It took me some time to adjust to this new view, but in the end… I did see it and I chose to help people who were hurt like me. ❞ It’s strange to talk about this, it’s been a while since London last mentioned her past to anyone, and though she was leaving a couple of details behind, she was glad to know that there was someone there that, kind of understood her.  ❝ It seems you have more luck than I did. At the least you have a nice place where you can stay and hide from bad people and the company you mentioned, ❞ London offered him a smile, resting her hands on her hips. She was far more relaxed than before. 

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"you . . . . ralph thinks he gets it . you can sym-- sympathize with him because , even though you — even though you are human , you had a similar -- a similar feeling . 'dev-' . . . . 'deviation' , ralph heard it called once . heard another android say it . leaving a prede— predeter . . . a path chosen ahead of time , by someone else , and making your own ? and your friend . . . . helped you realize that ? "

he fusses with the edge of the cloak anout his shoulders , part of a cargo cover , it seems the fading letters on it say in a small , tidy font .

" ralph . . does not know if he chose to be different too , after he was hurt , or if him being broken made him that way , but he enjoys it the best he can . his home is sweet , it is pleasing , and he has lots of company ! "

ah . . . its quite clear he doesnt mean people . perhaps hes referring to the plants behind him . . . ?

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slowly , the pottery shard is lowered again — ah , blinking blue for a moment or two , he mustve been comforted by the second reassurance .

“ y … . yes . ralph would like that . a secret . secret promise … . ”

nodding and mumbling inaudibly to himself for a few seconds after , before returnign his attention to the detective .

“ you … you must forgive ralph . he gets scared very quickly , but he is — he tries very hard not to do things he’ll regret . sometimes he does , but … that is not important now . you promised , promised twice , and did not hesitate like you were unsure or lying . so ralph will trust you . ”

a moment of silence , idly clutching the shard close to his chest .

“ London’s … . your job is to help … . help us ? Detective London is different from other detectives … ? why ? ”

London finally found herself able to relax, she stands nicely, her shoulders no longer tense, she’s smiling a little. ❝ I understand, Ralph. You wanted to protect yourself, ❞ she looks to her side and at the house Ralph uses as a refuge, ❝ you wanted to stay safe. ❞

Glancing back at Ralph, listening to his questions, London understands his fears. Some detectives aren’t nice, they wouldn’t help androids, not even deviants, and before the revolution they would kill them. It’s understandable that Ralph would fear detectives.

❝ I… once was like you, ❞ London says. She closes her eyes for a second, she frowns and a deep breath later she seems fine again. ❝ I was alone and I had nowhere to go. I was scared, did bad things to protect myself. ❞ London waits a moment, she doesn’t like remembering much of her past, but she thinks it might help Ralph understand why she does what she does, why she’s different. ❝ One day I met someone, he was kind and helped me. He was a detective too. At frist I didn’t like him, but then I knew he wanted to help me. When I had to chose what I wanted to be, I knew I wanted to be just like him, I knew I wanted people to feel safe. I decided I would be different. ❞

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slowly , the pottery shard is lowered again — ah , blinking blue for a moment or two , he mustve been comforted by the second reassurance .

" y . . . . yes . ralph would like that . a secret . secret promise . . . . "

nodding and mumbling inaudibly to himself for a few seconds after , before returnign his attention to the detective .

" you . . . you must forgive ralph . he gets scared very quickly , but he is — he tries very hard not to do things he'll regret . sometimes he does , but . . . that is not important now . you promised , promised twice , and did not hesitate like you were unsure or lying . so ralph will trust you . "

a moment of silence , idly clutching the shard close to his chest .

" London's . . . . your job is to help . . . . help us ? Detective London is different from other detectives . . . ? why ? "

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waving the shard at her again , a step closer .

“ you promise ? ”

he demands fiercely .

“ you promise you wont tell them where ralph is … ?! you have to Promise ! they’ll break— th-they’ll break him again if– i-if they know ! they’ll break him again , and— a-and then he wont … be— be ralph anymore ! ralph likes being himself … ”

rambling , an attempt to explain himself in the midst of his own mild panic , gaze locked on London , his good eye wide . seems he missed the first time she said she did , or perhaps he just wants to hear it again . twice is always good .

❝ I promise, ❞ London said. She sounded understanding and she tried to stay calm despite having something pointed at her as a way to show she’d be harmed if she did anything wrong. She had trained herself to stay calm in every situation, panicking never worked, neither did getting frustrated. Things could go horribly wrong if she showed any weakness, or any strong emotion while the person she tried o help was struggling. 

Ralph’s panic and his explanation was enough to give London a full understanding of what might’ve happened to the android in front of her, his dislike for humans was justified if they had harmed him. 

❝ I’ll keep this a secret? ❞ London said. She wouldn’t be doing her job if she didn’t help him, and if that meant keeping secret the fact that someone lived here, then she would do it.❝ I won’t let other humans hurt you, Ralph. It’s part of my job to protect others.❞  

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waving the shard at her again , a step closer .

" you promise ? "

he demands fiercely .

" you promise you wont tell them where ralph is . . . ?! you have to Promise ! they'll break— th-they'll break him again if-- i-if they know ! they'll break him again , and— a-and then he wont . . . be— be ralph anymore ! ralph likes being himself . . . "

rambling , an attempt to explain himself in the midst of his own mild panic , gaze locked on London , his good eye wide . seems he missed the first time she said she did , or perhaps he just wants to hear it again . twice is always good .

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his gaze stays wary for a few more moments , still gripping that shard of clay .

“ n-no — no , Lon– Detective Lady isn’t . Lon-London . ”

he stammers , seemingly having a hard time deciding how he wanted to address her . lowering the shard ever so slightly .

“ is that all Det – Lon … . is that all thats wanted of ralph ? what is she . . what are you going to do ? who is Lon– is she going to tell ? ”

he questions her , lifting that shard again and waving it about a bit .

“ no !! you cant tell anyone ! ralph — if They find out ralph is broken , , , , , , ! if you wont hurt him , if anyone finds out ralph is here , , , ”

❝ Hey, don’t worry! ❞ London takes a step back, not looking away from Ralph, extending a hand as if to tell him to stop, ❝ I’m not gonna tell anyone, alright? I promise. This is your place after all, isn’t it? ❞

London knew well what it was like to find somwhere where hide and feel as comfortable as possible instead of wandering around and having it threatened by someone else… she wouldn’t do that to Ralph, to tell him to leave the only place where he was able to hide from humans wanting to hurt him. ❝ I’ll keep it secret. ❞

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his gaze stays wary for a few more moments , still gripping that shard of clay .

" n-no --- no , Lon-- Detective Lady isn't . Lon-London . "

he stammers , seemingly having a hard time deciding how he wanted to address her . lowering the shard ever so slightly .

" is that all Det -- Lon . . . . is that all thats wanted of ralph ? what is she . . what are you going to do ? who is Lon-- is she going to tell ? "

he questions her , lifting that shard again and waving it about a bit .

" no !! you cant tell anyone ! ralph --- if They find out ralph is broken , , , , , , ! if you wont hurt him , if anyone finds out ralph is here , , , "

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the LED blinks red , very briefly , upon her introduction and showing him the badge despite her reassurance , before returning to yellow . he takes another step or so away from her , still evidently skittish .

“ Ral– Ralph’s already said his name . ralph lives here . ralph is supposed to be safe here . safe from humans . ”

his hands locate a piece of broken teracotta , and he holds that close . it would have to do . him actually using it was unlikely , but he was better feeling safer than being sorry later .

London steps back, keeping her hands up, not reaching for her gun or anything that she might use as a weapon to defend herself. Not yet. She doesn’t want to make Ralph more nervous than she already is making him. 

❝ Ralph, right… ❞ London waits a second, she’s not moving forward nor backwards and she’s still trying to stay calm and professional and her voice doesn’t raise. ❝ I promise I’m a kind human, I’m not here to hurt you, it’s as I said, I just wanted to check why people were hearing noises. I’m guessing they were hearing you. ❞

London takes her time to observe him, his clothes, he worse some sort of torn out cape, his uniform dirty, but his face… she couldn’t help but feel bad for him. He was injured, there was thirium that had dried up and the wound was deep enough to reveal what was behind his skin. She wondered if a human did this, which would explain why he metioned being safe from them here.

❝ See? ❞ London said, not moving, lowering her hands a little but not fully, trying to relax herself despite the possibility of being attack if she said or did anything wrong, ❝ I’m not hurting you, am I? ❞

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the LED blinks red , very briefly , upon her introduction and showing him the badge despite her reassurance , before returning to yellow . he takes another step or so away from her , still evidently skittish .

" Ral-- Ralph's already said his name . ralph lives here . ralph is supposed to be safe here . safe from humans . "

his hands locate a piece of broken teracotta , and he holds that close . it would have to do . him actually using it was unlikely , but he was better feeling safer than being sorry later .

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“ feel – feel alright ? ”

he echoes , attention snapping to the voice addressing him , previous task forgotten , trying to identify the face it comes from . far from his self defense , hed been taking care of his plants before being interrupted , LED blinking yellow with alarm .

“ why does – who wants to know … ? who– who’s there ? ralph’s home isnt supposed to be found easy … ”

❝ Don’t worry, I won’t hurt you. ❞ London steps back, she moves her hands up to show she’s not going to attack or hurt him in any way. Her voice is soft as well and she has a little smile that’s very faint.

❝ My name is Detective London Miller. I work at the DPD. ❞ She shows her badge, taking it from it’s place, giving the android a moment to see it before putting it back in it’s place by her belt.  ❝ People have reported hearing noises in this abandoned house, I’m just here to check. What is your name? ❞

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‘ do you feel alright? ’

" feel -- feel alright ? "

he echoes , attention snapping to the voice addressing him , previous task forgotten , trying to identify the face it comes from . far from his self defense , hed been taking care of his plants before being interrupted , LED blinking yellow with alarm .

" why does -- who wants to know . . . ? who-- who's there ? ralph's home isnt supposed to be found easy . . . "

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" feel -- feel alright ? "

he echoes , attention snapping to the voice addressing him , previous task forgotten , trying to identify the face it comes from . far from his self defense , hed been taking care of his plants before being interrupted , LED blinking yellow with alarm .

" why does -- who wants to know . . . ? who-- who's there ? ralph's home isnt supposed to be found easy . . . "

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First impressions can be tough to get through. That's okay. To get started , here are some general sentences to get things going

❛ i'm sorry , i didn't mean to bump into you . ❜

❛ hey , are you lost ? ❜

❛ sorry , people here don't really like new faces . ❜

❛ have i seen you before ? ❜

❛ where are you from ? ❜

❛ oh my god ! you scared the shit out of me ! ❜

❛ you should be careful. this area is pretty shady. ❜

❛ hello ? i think i'm lost. ❜

❛ can you take this picture for me ? ❜

❛ excuse me , i think you dropped this. ❜

❛ you shouldn't be here. ❜

❛ can i borrow your phone ? ❜

❛ holy shit ! are you okay ? ❜

❛ may i sit here ? ❜

❛ i think they got our orders mixed up. ❜

❛ hi , i'm looking for a _____ . is that you ? ❜

❛ sorry , i'm new here. ❜

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❛ you should watch where you're going. ❜

❛ can you hold this for me ? ❜

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