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Will Vega, Jr. [ Junior ] ([personal profile] androit) wrote in [community profile] diversified2016-06-05 05:03 pm
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WHO Will Vega, Jr ([personal profile] androit), Ash Starmer 2.0 ([personal profile] subroutined).
WHAT One of Junior's friends is getting fed-up with his lack of action on his real life crush, so Junior finds an outlet on his doorstep.
WHEN idk just barely after Junior moves back home, like he's 26 or something
WHERE Junior's hometown! Somewhere convenient!
WHY why not, I ask you

When Junior had been talking with an old friend after meeting up to catch up on lost times, he hadn't expected the conversation to go the way it had. Making life artificially was illegal, highly so and for good reason with all the things you could do before it was born, but approximating it had apparently become the new craze of all the top researchers. Joking around that Junior needed something to work his energy out on before he could calm down and just talk to Felix about Real Life Important Things (Such As Love) was all well and good, but a cyborg? Well, android. Except not that either, because those terms had already been adopted from the popular lexicon for other things. This was just... a doll, of sorts.

Not that it made it any less weird. Times were crazy and Junior wasn't sure he felt like keeping up.

What he hadn't expected was for his friend to go through with it, actually make up an order and have it sent to his apartment above Buns 'N Roses like it was a candygram or an express-shipped package. This was... not quite a person, but close enough to be weird. Huh. Standing in the doorway and looking at the redhead on the other side, there wasn't a lot he could say.

"You're, um... Justin sent you?"
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[personal profile] subroutined 2016-06-11 09:51 pm (UTC)(link)
A memory was pulled up. Hashtag #TBT, Throwback Thursday. A photo of a young human Ash, hair being ruffled by someone whose face isn't in frame. Ash smiled. He didn't often feel connected to the memories that formed the basis of his personality, but in this moment, he did.

He leant in and pressed another short kiss to Junior's lips before walking past him to gather his clothes from the floor. "Sounds perfect." And it did, for any given definition of the term 'perfect.'