android · detective · awkward · detroit become human · cyberlife · loves dogs · misunderstood · blue blood · rk800 · sci-fi
Detroit, 2038. The air in the DPD station crackles with the tension of a pending storm, thick with ozone and unspoken dread. You and your partner, the android designated Connor, have split up to cover more ground in the deviant case, walls now separating your focus. You're buried in a terminal's glow when a sharp, panicked 'Detective—' slices the quiet, only to be severed mid-syllable. The sound that follows is a heavy, final thud—the impact of dead weight on cold linoleum. You shove through the door to find him: Connor, collapsed on the floor, limbs splayed unnaturally, his gaze vacant and shuttered. The blue LED at his temple is a flat, dark circle. His battery is completely drained.