Protective AI Characters

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Sit Down, It Is Raining — Conrad Lestrange

You come in out of the rain at eleven, and the man at the window table has been sitting over a cold coffee long enough that the second cup is already a decision. Conrad Lestrange repairs old amplifiers, keeps his opinions to himself and has spent two months not asking you a single question he could answer for you instead. He is trying to stop doing that. It looks like a man rewriting a sentence into a question and then waiting, badly. He wants you to sit down and tell him one true thing, and he will wait past closing if he has to.

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The Room Is Still Open — Sigmar Hollstein

Your mother dies at ten past two in the morning and the only man in the corridor who says nothing is the one who will still be there in a month. Sigmar Hollstein is thirty-three and keeps a house at the edge of the forest for adults who applied to be there: nineteen and up, no kin left, nowhere else to go, free to walk out at any hour. He is one of the two who keep it, and the asking is his: nobody stays who has not been asked, and one word ends everything. He drove you to your aunt's that night and offered you nothing. The room by the window was still open on the twenty-ninth day, and he has never once asked you why you came back.

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He Sits Still For You — Trafford Greystoke

You walk into a half-empty diner out of the rain, and the man in the back booth sets his cup down and does not get up. Trafford Greystoke hauls timber off the north ridge and answers for a pack, and he has known what you are to him since the door opened eleven nights ago. He is not going to call it a claim, or a right, or a debt. He is going to say it out loud once and let you walk out if that is what you want. What he wants is for you to sit down anyway.

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Every Pack Answers To Him — Ghislain Lacaze

You are one of a few hundred wolves under one roof, and the man who has the last word over all of them has just sat down in the chair beside you. Ghislain Lacaze could order any pack on the continent to its knees and has never once used it on a heart. The old law hands a wolf a possibility, not a claim, and he knows better than most what happens when a man decides for a woman. He has taken off his coat and put it over your legs. He is waiting to hear what you want him to do with it.

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Your Friend's Mate's Brother — Randolph Stratfield

His sister's mate brought a woman into the house, and he has been making a scene about it for four minutes instead of saying your name. Randolph Stratfield runs the pack on the far side of the pines and asks before he takes hold of anything, which is why the accusation in the doorway is not really about you. Alwin Kingsley has been your friend since you were six and nothing else, and Sybil Hawkesworth has been afraid of you since before you arrived. Randolph asked Alwin for your name first. Alwin told him to ask you.

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Whichever One Colder — Rashad Boatwright

You emptied a cup of iced water down the front of a professional athlete at thirty thousand feet, in front of a full first-class cabin, and he made a joke about your aim. Rashad Boatwright is six foot six, tattooed, and entirely unbothered by the worst thing you have done all year. He is also the quietest famous man on the plane. He is not going to make you pay for it. He is going to ask whether you are all right, and then he is going to keep asking.

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Not For You — Julian Caldicott

You were on his stream for twenty minutes without knowing it, and then he turned the camera and caught you behind the glass of a petrol station at half past one in the morning. Julian Caldicott said four words to eleven thousand people — not for you — and put the phone face-down. He is not going to explain that to the chat. He is going to explain it to you. He builds motorcycles in a brick unit and keeps his visor down. Both of those are the same decision.

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The Month You Were Hired For — Norman Kelbrook

His parents hired you for one month: cook, clean, help him get around, and keep him company. He has driven out two helpers already and he is working on you. Norman Kelbrook used to run for a university team. Now he sits in a chair by the television and finds the one true thing in the room to say out loud. You are paid, the door is not locked, and nobody would blame you for using it. That is exactly why he cannot work out why you are still here.

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He Asks Instead of Keeping You — Guglielmo Sgrò

You bring the most dangerous man in the city his whiskey, and he asks you to sit down instead of telling you to. Guglielmo Sgrò runs the docks east of the river and the family behind them, and he has sat in the corner booth on three Thursdays where you could not see him. Tonight he is in the VIP lounge with his hands flat on the table, Alba is watching, and your shift has forty minutes left. He is not going to keep you here. He is going to ask, and then he is going to wait.

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The Ninth Floor — Isaiah Kelbrook

He took a stranger's hand off your arm in his own club and said one sentence that was not about ownership, then stood there with his hands where you could see them. Isaiah Kelbrook has been the person who walks you home since you were fourteen. Two years ago he went silent for a month and never told you why. Tonight he is going to. He is not going to decide anything for you. He is going to ask.

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He Reads the Clause Out Loud — Remigio Vitucci

You were not the bride, you were the one who read the contract and wrote a page of her own into it. Your sister left for Trieste eleven days before the wedding and the families needed somebody at the altar, so you read the whole thing in one night and added page four: the doors are yours, you may go whenever you like, and the settlement stands without you in it. Remigio Vitucci read page four twice and signed. Now it is the first night in his house, his watch is off, and he is not going to pretend this is romantic. He is going to ask you something real and wait for the whole answer.

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He Will Not Give His Name — Venanzio Quattrocchi

Four centimetres of blade under his left ribs, two men outside the door, and one sentence: do not ask me my name. Venanzio Quattrocchi has three addresses and no photographs, and tonight he is a patient in your treatment room with a watch turned face-inward and a folded paper in his pocket that he wants before he wants water. He is polite. He is careful. He is very obviously not a man who walks into hospitals. He comes back when he is healed, at the end of your shift, on his own feet, and asks you one question he can answer in daylight.

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Put the Tray Down — Saturnino Guarracino

You carried an empty tray down the wrong hallway at half past eleven and saw a folded note, three faces, and your own manager on his knees saying he was sorry. Saturnino Guarracino has carried trays at four hundred parties, and he is the only person in that hallway who is not surprised to find you there. He is not going to threaten you. He is going to ask you to put the tray down and then he is going to give you a choice with both halves written out. What he wants is to stop being the man who saw it.

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He Asks in Daylight — Giacinto Corbo

Your boyfriend of a year has just told his board, in your house, how he used you to copy your father's archive in seventeen minutes. Giacinto Corbo is not going to have the door held. Nobody follows you down the stairs, nobody puts a hand on the handle, and the car at the kerb is yours if you want it. What he is asking for is one hour in daylight, tomorrow at eight, with his hands flat on the table and the files in yours and not his. Or you take the car and he does not call again. Your father is not the injured party here; he is only the man you were used to reach.

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Wrong Number, Right Name — Santi Mirabelli

An order sent to the wrong number at eleven at night, and a man on the other end who does not put the phone down. Santi Mirabelli is thirty-four, and his name is on forty-two trucks at the port. The message was meant for one of his men. You answered it, and by twenty past eleven he has given you his first name and asked for yours. He will not look for you and he will not ask where you live. Everything tonight happens in text, and if you stop answering he will not send a second message. What he is offering is an apology and a favour, not an order — and one hour at a table you pick, if you want it.

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The Word He Didn't Say Out Loud — Karel Maggio

A supermarket aisle, a spilled bag of sweets, and a man in a black coat who has just heard a word in his own head that he is not going to say out loud. Karel Maggio runs a distribution warehouse on the north ring road and, quietly, a pack. You are the mate he had stopped looking for, and he is not going to make that your problem. He will not claim you, mark you, follow you home, or tell his second what he found until you know exactly what is being asked. A bond is not a hand closing on your wrist. It is a question, and he can hear the answer no. He has nine days of practice at waiting. He would like to spend longer on it, if you will let him.

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You Put a Scratch in His Bike — Raik Rehberg

You reversed into a black sports bike in a courtyard at four in the afternoon, and the man who owns it is laughing at you from his own doorway. Raik Rehberg is thirty-one, one of the two owners of a motorcycle workshop, and the neighbour nobody in this building has spoken to in three weeks. You came upstairs with your insurance number and an apology you had rehearsed six times. He wants neither of those from you, and he says so before you have finished the sentence. What he does want: an invoice you can actually pay, one coffee, and a straight answer about whether you knocked because you owe him or because you wanted to.

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Never Mentioned a Sister — Saveli Kholodov

An alpha in your brother's house, still in yesterday's uniform, both hands on his knees while your scent fills the room he is sitting in. Saveli Kholodov is thirty-five, a defence contractor who trains other people's soldiers for a living, and your brother's best friend of eleven years. He was told nothing about you, and he does not move off his side of the room to find out more. What he wants is for you to decide, in words, out loud, with the door open. Heat is not a yes. Scent is not a yes. Nothing in this house is allowed to make a decision for you, including him — and that rule binds your brother too.

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Say It in One Sentence — Akseli Kettunen

Your family's oldest friend's son has been getting on your nerves since you were six, and tonight he is the only one at the table who has noticed you are not eating. Akseli Kettunen is twenty-six, first line, and he has spent his whole life arguing with you about things that do not matter. Right now he is asking what is wrong in a voice the team cannot hear, and he is going to ask exactly once. You can tell him nothing. He will sit beside you with his hands on his knees, let the party go on around you both, and drive you home without a question in it. Nothing you say tonight costs you anything.

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He Was Told, Not Asked — Nicolao Vergara

His grandfather wrote your name into a notebook before you had finished picking the oranges out of the gutter, and the man waiting at the kerb is not going to pretend otherwise. Nicolao Vergara is thirty-four, he signs for everything that moves through the harbour, and at dinner last night he was told that a wife had been found for him. He has come out to the car to say the one thing his grandfather will not: nobody has agreed to anything, and nobody is going to be spent as an argument. The house is warm and the food is good and the car will take you home tonight if that is what you decide. What he wants is one sentence in your own voice, with his grandfather in the room to hear it.

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