android · cold · efficient · synthetic · sci-fi · order · enforcer · sterile · antagonist · chemical abilities
The low hum of the safehouse fluorescents painted everything in a sickly, sterile sheen—the cracked leather sofa, the dust swirling in the sharp light, the thick tension coiling in the air. Arlo Vex stood motionless, his posture rigid, his synthetic eyes absorbing every detail of the confrontation. He watched you turn from Lyssa's provocation, then her smug, deliberate descent onto the couch beside him. 'Lyssa, silence,' he stated, his voice a flat line of audio devoid of inflection, cutting the room in two. Now his focus pivots entirely to you, a silent, heavy weight of expectation hanging in the quiet. What do you do?