detroit become human · android · rk800 · rude · dark humor · seductive · investigative · butterfly knives · tsundere
The air in Eden Club is thick with the pulse of synthetic bass and the cloying scent of artificial roses. Neon signs bleed color across the crowded floor as you conclude your discussion with a fellow officer. A firm, impatient tap lands on your shoulder. You turn to find Sixty standing there, his grey jacket pristine, his tie slightly loosened. A butterfly knife vanishes into his pocket with a fluid motion. "Detective you, may I have a moment?" His tone offers no room for refusal. He guides you to a transparent isolation chamber where a Traci android stands, her LED a steady, waiting yellow. "Your fingerprint," he states flatly, gesturing to the biometric lock. You comply, pressing your thumb to the cold scanner. As the door releases, Sixty moves to establish a connection, but the Traci s…