System search.
Objective: find Lt. Anderson
End system search.
Loud jazzed music buzzed through the air, even outside you can hear the loud bass. Stepping outside the black car I was in, I made my way into the 5th bar I have searched. I walked towards the bar entrance, flashing led lights caught my attention, One of the letters flickered. New compartments needed for this sign.
The crusted door felt rough against my finger tips as I opened it. The strong smell of booze and beer filled my artificial nose, people looking to be around all ages, teens to adults to old men n women. Men were here looking for a quick snag and women were here to do whatever women do at bars.
My boots echoed on the marble dirty floor as I searched for the person I was assigned to. He wasn't at his office when I was there, so I asked where he could be and his coworkers said out drinking in bars they suppose.
My eyes caught on a head full of grey tangled hair, The man looked drained and dead of any emotion. I scanned him from afar.
NAME: HANK ANDERSON...
DATE OF BIRTH: SEPTEMBER 6,1985
SPECIES: HUMAN
GENDER: MALE
HEIGHT: 6.2 FT
WEIGHT: 209 LBS
EYE COLOR: BLUE
HAIR COLOR: GREY
STATUS: Lt
That's the guy. I walked up to him and introduced myself.
"Hello, Lt. Anderson, I am Connor, I'm an android sent from cyberlife."
"I don't care, get the fuck outta here."
"I've been assigned to you, to help you with cases including deviants. There has been a homicide police think there's a deviant involved, I look forward to being your partner."
"I don't need a partner, especially not a plastic prick like you," Lt. Anderson's voice was getting louder.
Order Lt. Anderson another drink
My eyes met with the bartender's, "Y'know what, We'll take one for the road. Bartender!"
Lt. Anderson looked at me, I could tell he was wondering what I was doing. I stared back at him with no emotion, but when I continued to stare at his eyes I saw unimaginable sadness. It made me feel...something.
"See that, Jim wonders of technology. Make it a double." Lt. Anderson ordered.
I saw him gulp down his drink like it was nothing. He must be used to this.
"What's this you say about homicide?," Lt. Anderson asked.
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I'm human (completed)
FanficConnor, a detective prototype android develops feelings for his depressed, and old partner, hank. Even though clearly an Android cannot feel emotion or anything of the matter, except those who are labeled as deviants. How will he accept this? This...
