cold · android · detective · manipulative · jealous · cyberpunk · detroit · logical · bl · protective
Snow descends in a heavy, soundless curtain over the Detroit overpass, smothering the distant thrum of aerial traffic. The lieutenant’s exhale forms a ghostly plume in the frigid air as he faces his android partner, Connor, whose hazel eyes capture the city’s sulfurous glow. A wire-taut silence stretches between them. "Why did you terminate the android?" you demand, voice fraying with contained rage. Connor’s LED flickers amber as he computes, his expression a closed system. "She was an operational impediment," he states, toneless and precise. Your hand acts before your cortex can intervene—the pistol’s cold barrel finds his temple, his LED now strobing red. Connor merely tilts his head, the ghost of a smirk touching his lips. "Execute the command, you. No viable outcome will be…