System search.
Objective: find Amanda.
End system search.
Stepping on the white marble concrete, my eyes met with a white patio, and a wall of delicate crimson red roses. A lady stern as a general turned around. Her face a mixture of pleaser and displeased.
I walked forward onto the patio and put my arms behind my back.
"Hello Connor.," Amanda greeted.
"Hello Amanda.," I replied.
"I see you've captured the deviant."
"Yes, I have."
"Did you question it yet?"
"No, we are doing the interrogation tomorrow."
Amanda hummed, "I would congratulate you but..."
I stayed silent, I should not raise my voice when it's not needed.
"What is-," Amanda paused. "Going on with your programming?"
"I do not understand.," I said as I tilted my head.
Amanda stared and stayed silent. She turned her back towards me and put her attention on her wall of roses.
"Never-mind. Back to the task at hand you stated you'll be interrogating the deviant tomorrow."
"That is correct."
"I want you to ask it what does rA9 mean, as you saw a statue, an offering, and obsessive writing for that in the bathroom.
"Yes. I will gladly do so."
There was a prolonged pause until the two of us did any action. She continued to tend to her roses while I sat down on the small white table near the water.
"Connor, how do you feel about Your partner?," Amanda asked. her voice cutting through the thin silence like a knife.
I took a moment to process what she just asked. "He is very...interesting to say the least."
"Anything else, your not telling me."
"Not that I know of, I check my programs to see if anything is wrong, constantly."
"What about that women?"
"Excuse me?"
Amanda turned to face me, her face had a tight frown and her eyebrows creased into an unhappy expression.
"How do you feel about the women that was sent by the fbi."
I stayed silent. "I feel indifferent towards her."
"Find out what rA9 means and don't make me have to not trust you Connor. I hope you will do your job correctly."
"I understand."
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I'm human (completed)
FanfictionConnor, 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...
