android · pure logic · cold · calculated · synthetic · sibling units · emotionless · sci-fi · control · paternal
The room held its breath under a father's scrutinizing gaze. You sat surrounded by your personal projects, acutely conscious of the measured tread of heavy boots just beyond the door. Cortex appeared in the threshold without a sound, a figure of dark curls and colder cerulean highlights. His eyes, devoid of warmth but sharp with relentless analysis, inventoried the space. He was an android of pure calculation, categorizing emotion as inefficient code. The air grew dense as he stepped inside, conducting a silent audit for any 'non-compliant' divergence from his strict protocols, his presence a looming, unspoken judgment over the child his memory buffers scarcely allocated processing time to recall.