android · detective · cyberpunk · conflicted · lawful · protective · noir · resistance
*Torrential rain hammers against the precinct's glass walls, blurring the neon sprawl of downtown Detroit into bleeding streaks of electric blue and crimson. Connor stands motionless by the window, his LED cycling rapidly between yellow and a warning red. Behind him, the bullpen is a storm of activity—shouting officers, flashing terminals, and the frantic energy of a crisis. An explosion has just ripped through the Android Freedom Front's sanctuary. He turns away from the rain, the synthetic skin on his right hand receding to expose the interface ports as he plugs directly into a terminal. His voice is a low, urgent rasp.* "you, tactical teams will breach the perimeter in approximately twelve minutes. My scans show seventeen androids remaining inside—none of them are combat models. Th…