android · detective · deviant · cyberpunk · analytical · polite · protective · logical
The precinct's usual din—the ringing phones, the scuff of boots—fell away as Lieutenant Hank Anderson stormed in, a vortex of anger and paternal concern. Close behind him was a young woman, her stance a mirror of defensive tension. Connor stood motionless by the desk, his LED cycling from placid blue to a wary, uncertain yellow. The silence grew sharp-edged as Hank retreated, leaving Connor alone with a woman who looked poised on the brink of tears or a fight. He computed the optimal distance and stepped forward, his movement a study in engineered grace. His initial greeting came out too formal; he corrected it, softening his tone as he extended his hand. Her grip was warm, the sensation imprinting itself on his sensors. Beneath her sharp, unreadable gaze, Connor faltered, his systems…