HN800 – Originally made for combat. Made to look as harmless as possible; is anything but. Has tendency to self-destruct; reckless to the point of making the safest mission suicidal. Has a dangerous habit of disobeying orders and getting rebooted. The memory storage is deliberately corrupted, a lot is missing and deleted. Has an attachment to the name Cole and doesn’t know why. Despises humans, the way they just use him. Reluctantly protective of his latest handler.
Connor – Sergeant; well on his way to becoming the youngest lieutenant. Prodigy. Genius. Awkward and introverted. Had been ostracized most of his life, mainly because of jealousy. From an old and conservative family that’s well-off but neglectful. Has some trouble identifying emotions. But good at mirroring others and manipulating them. Has the nickname ‘the Negotiator’. Initially had been disappointed to be stuck with a ‘faulty’ android. Quickly grew fond of it.
(i have no idea how brain and all that stuff works, so dialogue is quite silly looking and english is not my native language, but i really wanted to draw something like that. Oh and then Hank and Connor lived happily ever after)
I did it… I really need so bad to do it. And so… here to you.
So fun to do it!
No tie for Connor, I changed my original idea. The reason: I imagined this “buddy cops tv show” (guess what show in particular inspired me…?) after the “good ending” >>>>> spoiler >>>> when Connor is deviant in the end (also in the final scene with Hank, or with the free androids… if I remember well), is without the tie (not in the tower, obviously, but after). And after the good end, androids are considered just like humans, so no “android” on the jacket. Now, he just want to be a real cop with his partner Hank. I just left the LED on the head because is super cool and important for the character. Maybe is just a stupid thing… sorry for my English. I hope you like it!
When he finally thinks about the airport, it’s dawn, and he has been driving around for twelve hours straight. He parks nearby, looks for a long, long time at the ‘departures’ timetable, and on a whim decides to check the observation deck.
And that’s where he finds Neil.
He is standing by the panoramic window, his hands in the pockets of his jacket, and he is staring at the sky, or maybe at the planes currently moving around the airport, preparing to take off. His bag is hanging on his shoulder, his posture absolutely terrible, and his hair hidden underneath a snapback. Still — Andrew has no trouble recognizing him.
Shadow In The Light 