Luka:

<sub>“Yep, that’s me.” Luka answered curtly, a smile sliding its way onto her lips. She hadn’t even turned around, but the android knew exactly who the person behind her was speaking to. After all, who else around here had such an iconic hairstyle? The robot had got used to people telling her who she was, as if she had amnesia and needed reminding every half an hour. Still, it was always nice to bump into a fan.

(Were someone to serenade her with such a line, she’d be hard pressed not to correct them. Robots never could be humans — a stark reminder of what she was not. Be careful of what words one chooses around her. Humanity was a terribly touchy subject.)

With a tight-lipped smile, one made for the stage, the singer turned to face the other fully and gave a nod of her head. “And whom do I have the pleasure of meeting?” She asked in return, blinking blithely at the boy. Though internally she was sighing — yet another disturbance in her routine, though a little bit of practice in her public relations would always be necessary.

Her fake smiles were almost perfect though it was too late to mask the dark circles under her eyes. What would this kid want? An autograph? A photo? Perhaps both. Some people even demanded a song, few received it.

Though she was mostly a good-natured being, there were some things she didn’t tolerate. Songs were what she was paid and created for, and humans had the audacity to ask for a free show. What terribly unthoughtful idiots.

Hopefully this wouldn’t be one of those occurrences. She’d ask what the catch was to meeting him later, anyway.</sub>

 _{{ K } ➤ “Name’s Kano Shuuya, but just Kano is fine.“}

      _{Pleasure of meeting…? Oh, if that was what she was expecting, she would be disappointed. He really was not anything much. A trouble-maker, a liar, a lover of practical jokes… Perhaps the very opposite of pleasing?}

      _{Wait… Was that a falter he detected? A lie right before his very eyes? He considered himself near professional at picking up behavioral traits. It was a habit now. Observe, expose, manipulate. Usually, brief observations on instinct were pocketed as personal knowledge for future reference. The ability to change his appearance would prove to be pointless if he did not know what exactly to change it to. There were different types of smiles, different types of walks, different types of just about everything. Yet there was a pattern to which these things occured, a method to the madness.}

      _{But hey…}

      _{Was that smile offered by this idol…}

              _{…just something that did not conform with the norm?}

      _{A little tidbit to pocket. Aberrations were to be expected in this world. Coincidences were not impossible, either. But there was that slight chance that this seemingly perfect little vocalist was not as perfect as she seemed? A blemish to that supposedly good-natured tone? Ah, now wouldn't that be interesting?}

      _{"Hey, you seem kinda bored – do things like this happen often?”}

(Source: illdeceiveyou)