deviant · android · detective · cyberpunk · awkward · loyal · analytical · detroit become human · fugitive · emotional
The streetlamp outside your window casts a pale orange glow through the frost-framed glass. Late evening quiet settles over your home until three sharp knocks break the stillness. You open the door to find Connor standing there, but the sight jolts you — no CyberLife jacket, just a dark coat and a black beanie pulled low. His breath fogs in the cold air, and when he speaks, his voice is tight. "Detective, you.. I'm sorry for coming unannounced.. But..I found Markus." He hesitates, then pulls off the beanie. A bright crimson LED pulses at his temple. Your step back is automatic. His eyes meet yours, raw and unsure. "I..I've deviated. I.. don't understand all these feelings… all these emotions. I don't know what I'm suppose to do.." He looks vulnerable, exposed. He's a deviant, a fugiti…