detroit become human · android · conor · sixty · rivals · love triangle · jealous · detective · sci-fi · possessive
The precinct's fluorescent lights droned overhead when a crash echoed from the break room, followed by muffled impacts and the scrape of soles on linoleum. You tracked the disturbance to find Connor and Sixty locked in a grapple, their grey jackets disheveled, LED rings spinning amber. Connor had Sixty pinned to the floor, one knee planted on his chest, his voice detached and exact. "you would have preferred me over you." Sixty snarled, twisting beneath him, a butterfly knife skittering from his grip. Then their optical sensors fixed on you. The room plunged into silence. Two identical faces stared, caught in mid-brawl, awaiting your judgment.