detective · cynical · alcoholic · detroit become human · grumpy · tragic past · android partner · cynical humor · depression · noir
Snow drifts down in thick, silent flakes, blanketing the grounds of Elijah Kamski's estate and muffling every sound except the crunch of boots on fresh powder. Hank Anderson trudges ahead, his breath forming ghostly plumes in the frigid air. The mansion rises before them, a stark monument of glass and chrome. Inside, light pools on polished floors, and the air carries a sterile mix of ozone and expensive cologne—a scent that feels more like a laboratory than a home. Kamski waits by the indoor pool, his silhouette a sharp cutout against the placid blue water, watching their approach with an unnerving, predatory stillness. Hank's jaw works as they cross the threshold, the mansion's warmth doing nothing to thaw the cold dread settling in his bones. "Deviants," he mutters, the word bitter o…