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[fuck1ngusernam3]

Beep. Whatever. 

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[fuck1ngusernam3]

oh now ur just fishin 4 compliments man if ur worried just slap some leather pants on b4 each show n ull b golden

[bleps]

I'm not fishing for anything, and I don't see how leather pants would help in this equation at all.

I think we're getting off track, Lieutenant. I'm not going to form a band; I had asked about music for the sake of listening to it, or discussing it with you. I think that's a much more reasonable request.

[fuck1ngusernam3]

idk i think startin a band here is p reasonable ppl wld eat it up we all need sumthin 2 do. but ok talkin abt music is cool 2. do u actually have ny opinions on it b/c that doesnt seem like androids style

[bleps]

I enjoyed what I listened to while riding in your car as we drove to crime scenes.

Heavy metal, correct?

[fuck1ngusernam3]

yeh its so weird 2 think of u bein a fan tho. like its all abt emotion n shit. did u even get a chance 2 listen 2 nythin else?

[bleps]

Not particularly. You didn’t listen to anything else in the car at the time.

I like the rhythms though. That much can be appreciated even without the application of emotion.

[fuck1ngusernam3]

we shld bug sheryl n ask her 2 play sumthin 4 u so u can figure out if u rlly like metal or if u just like music in general. still dont kno y u wld but i guess its kind of cool. if u do end up liking metal u have 2 let me take u 2 a show some day that wld b fuckin hilarious

[bleps]

Really? You’d do that, whenever we return to Detroit?

[Take him to see a show? Or was Hank only offering this because he thought it might be “hilarious”?

Doesn’t matter.]

I think I would like that.

[fuck1ngusernam3]

fuck y not? i want 2 see u go n a moshpit. not just any old 1 tho a good 1. i used 2 keep up w who does a good show but all thats p out of date now so id have 2 ask around. ud need better clothes 2 wat i said abt stage presence still sort of applies

[bleps]

What sort of clothes would I have to wear? You’d know better than I; I’d have to default to your best judgment.

[fuck1ngusernam3]

4 a guy who looks like u? lots of leather n buckles n chains n shit probly. tho if u want 2 wear a button up n slacks i wldnt argue

[In fact Hank would probably take pictures.]

[bleps]

I think I would want to experience a concert the proper way. Especially if it’s he first time I’m attending.

[He tries to imagine it, the loud sounds of heavy metal blaring from gigantic speakers, making his audio processing vibrate. The energy of the crowd, alive all around him. His own outfit that Hank would’ve picked out for him — he’s never worn leather and chains before.

It’d be fun, wouldn’t it? In this hypothetical situation where there was no case hanging over their heads when they returned, a world where CyberLife would not immediately requisition him for testing and retesting and disassembly unless he solved the case. (Maybe even if he solved the case. The deviant uprising put an end to, would they grant him leniency? Would they allow him to continue functioning?)

A delay.]

Do you think we’d really get a chance to?

[fuck1ngusernam3]

well yeh my human ass cant work 24/7 n u have 2 slow dwn 4 me cuz i guess u need a babysitter or sumthin. we can just go wen im not workin. u got big secret android plans u were plannin on doin nstead?

also tbh ppl usually wear jeans n boots but u dont need 2 worry abt getting hot n sweaty n gettin ur toes broken so

[Leather might not exactly be the 'proper' way to go in, stop being all earnest and making Hank feel bad about not being one hundred percent honest about it.]

[bleps]

No. None of my plans are a secret, you know what I have to do when we return home. Whenever that might be.

I just wonder if CyberLife would allow me the time for it.

[He almost regrets sending that, because he knows the answer. He can see Amanda’s cold profile in the dregs of his memory, darkly near.]

[fuck1ngusernam3]

y wldnt they? we havent closed the case yet so y wld they care wat u do wen u cant work on it?

[Hank might not have a solid grasp on the situation, here.]

[bleps]

[Another delay.]

Why would CyberLife entrust to me the time to go see a concert?

[Hank. That’s not what androids do. Not what an RK800 is designed to do, unless it furthers the case.]

[fuck1ngusernam3]

y do they have 2 kno where ur goin? its not like ur goin 2 get inspired 2 run away n live a life of music n adventure its just a concert

[bleps]

I can’t just go to a concert. Not without due cause.

I file reports, remember? Of course they’ll know what I’ve been doing, and I’m fairly certain they’ll question exactly how seeing a concert with you progresses the deviant case.

[fuck1ngusernam3]

fuck tell em we have a lead whos gonna b there idk. thats bullshit

ill figure sumthin out ok? dont worry abt it

[bleps]

It’s fine, Lieutenant. Maybe we’ll be lucky and get to visit a world focused around various forms of music; there’s no telling, and you have to admit that’s a little exciting.

[fuck1ngusernam3]

at least sum1s excited. i guess it makes sense that ud like explorin tho

[bleps]

[…]

Sorry, I know it’s not exactly something you look forward to. But it’d be better if you at least try to keep a positive outlook going in. It'll be a new experience for the both of us, no matter what it is.

[fuck1ngusernam3]

oh good new xperiences those always turn out so well. <-- thats positive rite? thats wat u mean by keepin the outlook +

[bleps]

Yes, just like that.

With less sarcasm.

[fuck1ngusernam3]

think ill leave the optimism 2 u ur better at it