Accident Prone - Becoming Human

Tread Carefully

Pushing the construction schedule forward to ensure that the remaining weeks of the cold, brutal winter went by as quickly as possible. 'Skye Tower' was now well underway and with the new building came a new sense of hope. A construction crew of dominantly deviants were happy to work overtime to get the building completed as quickly as possible and with aid of charitable donations the tower would be well stocked with critically needed supplies in record time. With the abundance of supplies Connor couldn't stop himself from thinking about the deviant refugee camp hidden in the forest on the outskirts of town and how they'd need supplies as well.

It was the very refugee camp that was being led by Lucy and Rupert, of whom had saved him the previous summer after his escape from Chicago. It was the camp where Skye had found him, helped nurse him back to health and then escorted him back home. He had to help them and repay them for their kindness and to help other deviants in need.

Carrying two large plastimetal boxes in his arms to Connor placed the containers of spare blue blood and spare biocomponents out of the garage and over to the autonomous taxi parked in front of the house. Carefully he placed the boxes in the trunk of the taxi before he set out for the camp on the outskirts of the city to donate what he could to the deviants who had helped him the previous summer.

"Are you sure you want to donate this stuff right now?" Hank asked as he carried a large box in his own arms to help Connor pack up the trunk. "You should at least wait until the tower is done and have an accurate inventory before you start doling these things out."

"I'm certain." Connor reassured the senior detective as he took the third box from Hank's arms and placed it in the trunk beside the first two. "The tower is still receiving donations as we speak and as a result I can afford to donate a portion of the stock to the refugee camp without it harming the overall inventory."

"Is there a reason you're using an autonomous taxi instead of one of our cars?"

"The camp must remain secretive. If a car is seen parked alongside the road it'll draw suspicion." Slamming the trunk shut Connor made it way to the already opened passenger side door of the taxi to take his leave. "But a taxi will drop me off and drive away without drawing any attention in the process."

"Uh-huh. Kid," walking up to the opposite side of the taxi Hank pulled the door open and peered through the cab to look at Connor. "I'm going with you."

"May I ask why?"

"You're strong but I doubt you can carry three boxes of supplies through the snowy forest without some difficulty. I want to help you and I want to meet this Lucy woman who saved your life."

"I see. Very well." Happy to have the company Connor nodded in agreement as he took his seat inside the taxi and watched as Hank sat down beside him. "It may create a positive reaction among the deviants to know that not all humans are anti-android and that a human officer of the law is willing to help them."

"See?" The doors slammed shut and the taxi pulled away from the house to set about its predetermined route outside of the city. "This is a good idea"

The autonomous taxi exited the city without difficulty and navigated itself through the fairly thin traffic quickly. While Connor maintained cybernetic contact with Markus back at New Jericho Tower to ensure that everything was still calm back in the city, he also let the leader know of his intentions to aid the refugee camp with supplies he had received for Skye Tower. Of course the gesture was greatly appreciated and supported by all of those who knew of the kind deviant's charitable contributions and was met with zero resistance. While the conversation was professional and to the point Connor picked up on something hanging in the air that needed to be addressed later on.