SHORT CIRCUIT, connor dbh (discontinued)

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The car in front of them was undoubtedly expensive. The man in the front seat rolled down the window to talk to them.

"I assume you're Olivia and Connor? I'm Liam. Noah's said such nice things about the two of you, I'm glad we could finally meet. Go ahead and get in," Liam introduced himself. The man gave Connor a bad feeling. He ran a scan over him.

Dasher, Liam

DOB: 04/16/10
Age: 28
Criminal record: None

His scan didn't turn up anything suspicious. The only thing odd about him was that he was marring Noah, who was quite a bit younger than him. Connor noticed that he didn't really look like he was 28, he looked much closer to Noah's age. He didn't say anything to Liv, but stayed alert.

Noah got into the passenger seat, and Connor opened the car door for Liv. She stepped inside and sat in the back seat, with Connor following behind her. Liam typed the address into the car's dash screen, then turned his chair around to talk to the two in the back.

"As I said before, I'm Liam. It's nice to finally meet the two of you," he reached his hand out and shook Connor's hand then Liv's, "Sorry for the mystery of this evening, but I thought you'd all enjoy a surprise. I hope you like Italian."

"Italian food?" Liv raised her eyebrows, trying to hide the fact that she was shocked that they were going to dinner.

"Yes. Best in Detroit, I could barely get a reservation on such late notice," he explained.

"Um, babe, I think Liv and Connor already ate. They didn't know we were going to dinner," Noah lied, knowing that the two of them couldn't eat.

"Maybe just drinks then? The wine is incredible."

"As great as that sounds," Liv fake smiled, "I don't drink."

"I guess my date idea has failed then, hasn't it?" Liam chuckled.

"No, no, we can go. Me and Connor probably won't be eating though, but the two of you should enjoy it. This place sounds lovely," Liv said, she got her phone out of her pocket, "Excuse me."

Noah

Did you not tell him that
we can't eat?!

I think it's pretty obvious that
I didn't tell him. How was I
supposed to know he was taking
us to dinner?

Restaurants are the most common place for a date! I thought you would have said something to him!

Liv put her phone away, putting a fake smile on her face as she glanced at Liam. She took Connor's hand and wrapped it around hers. It wasn't her andriod arm, so neither of their skins disappeared as it happened.

"How did the two of you meet?" Liam asked.

"We both worked for Detroit Police. We were partnered together to investigate... homocide cases," Liv said, slightly changing the story.

"How did you meet Noah, Liam?" Connor said, his tone of voice not really hiding the fact that he didn't trust him.

"It's not very interesting, I'm sure the two of you have much better stories consider how you met," he smiled, "But I met him on campus."

"You haven't graduated yet? You're older than most college students," Connor noted, furrowing his brows a bit. Liv squeezed his hand hard, trying to silently tell him to shut up.

"I'm going for my PhD in Robotics," Liam said, a little more harshly seeing that Connor didn't seem to like him, "Androids have always been quite facinating to me, don't you think so too, Connor?

"Most people say I'm ignorant for continuing to study them, after this revolution of theirs, however I believe there is still a future in it. Within the next few years, I'm sure that people will be ready to have androids obeying them again. When that happens, I'll design more that can't deviate.

"CyberLife was truly flawed from the start. Elijah Kamski was too weak to run a company, and when he passed it on the company became even weaker. It's fall was inevitable. Regardless, they left an example of what to do and not to do. Cut out the mistakes--the deviancy-- and then everything runs smoothly. Emotions ruin everything, don't they?"

"I wouldn't say so. Emotions didn't ruin CyberLife and neither did andriods. Humans did. We created machines far more intelligent than ourselves then mistreated and misused them for years. It was slavery and I don't think anyone will be able to bring that back again. However, I do hope you put your degree to good use," Liv said with confidence.

"Your opinion interests me. I figured you and Connor would agree, considering you're detectives. I'm sure you two have seen the worst from these deviants."

"We have, but I've also seen the worst of humans. That doesn't mean I distrust everyone I know. I treat andriods the same way," Liv smiled. Before anymore awkward conversation could take place, the car stopped in front of a beautiful, regal-looking restaurant.

"It looks like we have arrived," Liam said, then scanned his hand to open the door of the car. The four of them stepped out and the car drove off, most likely parking itself somewhere nearby.

"I don't trust him," Connor whispered to Liv.

"Neither do I. We'll stay for a little bit, but not very long," Liv whispered back.

"Do you have a reservation?" The woman at the front door greeted.

"Yes, under the name Dasher," Liam stated formally.

"It's a pleasure to see you here again, Mr. Dasher. I hope you enjoy your meal," the greeter said as one of the waitresses showed them to their table. They took their seats, Liv sitting across from Liam with Connor by her side.

Liv didn't like him. Aside from his atrocious personality, Liam seemed much too perfect. He was obviously rich and was flaunting it any chance he could. The man was insanely attractive and spoke so formally in such a deep, manly voice.

He had piercing grey eyes, jet black hair, and tan skin. His name even sounded so perfect that it was hard for her to believe it was his real name. A smile crept across his clean shavenface, and Liv noticed that his straight white teeth were practically glistening. She didn't mean to stare at him, but his appearance felt so fake.

Liam must have noticed her analyzing him, and winked at her. The action caught her off guard. What is his deal? Liv thought to herself. Connor just hoped that they could leave soon.