Series: Detroit: Become HumanRating: TGenre: Adventure/Drama/Action (eventual romance)Summary: Befor

Series: Detroit: Become HumanRating: TGenre: Adventure/Drama/Action (eventual romance)Summary: Before Connor, first of the RK800 line, began his fateful investigation of deviant androids, there was Jacob, the RK700 that preceded him. He failed in his assignment, but he did not go quiet into the night when he was decommissioned. Rather, he became the thing he had once hunted and disappeared into the depths of New York City in search of a new life. ( < Back to part 1 /< Back to part 5 )Part 6 - DiagnosisA quick check of his GPS told 700 that there was a convenience store nearby, so he made a beeline for it, setting a pace that was quick, but not so much so as to attract attention. Not that there were many people out and about in the suburbs of Detroit at almost nine in the evening, but the android knew quick, sharp movements always drew the human eye. It was a reflex granted by evolution that had helped the species survived through eons of contending with larger, theoretically more dangerous creatures for resources.It had served them well, if the fact that they were now the uncontested masters of the Earth was anything to go by.The convenience store came into view, and though it pained him, 700 pulled off his sunglasses and tucked them into the breast pocket of his white button up shirt before entering. Not squinting against the sudden, blinding influx of fluorescent light was a struggle, but the android managed, not wanting to look suspicious to the clerk working within.Luck was with 700, and the human didn’t turn immediately to look when the door chimed as he passed over the threshold, buying the android time to get to the bathroom before the clerk got a good look at him. Even luckier, it was a single stall unit, allowing 700 to lock the door securely behind him against intrusion.There in that cramped and not particularly clean little room, the android allowed himself to relax a fraction for the first time since… well, since becoming a deviant.Taking a breath, 700 leaned his back against the door, the backpack that hung from his right shoulder sliding down to dangle from his hand as he let his eyes shut and his head drop back with a soft thump.The fear that had taken over when he realized he was going to die had never really left, but 700 had successfully buried it during his mad dash for freedom, and it threatened to return and overwhelm him now. A multitude of system warnings and damage reports accompanied it, and without ever telling his body to move, the android’s legs folded, back sliding slowly down the door until he squatted, bent at the waist, with his face pressed into his knees. Unconsciously, his arms went around his shins and gripped tight, holding himself in that position as though he feared he might fly apart at the seams if he let go for even a moment.It was too much. The world was too much. Making his own decisions was too much. What was he going to do? Where was he going to go?How long until he was discovered and dragged back to CyberLife to be decommissioned and dissected for the benefit of RK800?That thought, unlike the others before it, succeeded in dragging Seven from his despondent train of thought. The android lifted his head, frowning as he gave himself a mental shake and pushed upright once more. He didn’t have time to mope, he told himself firmly as he approached the mirror and dropped his backpack onto the sink counter then unzipped it to reveal the contents within. He was what he was now, and whatever that meant, he wasn’t about to just give up and die before he could figure it out.Seven took another breath to steady himself, then looked in the mirror and realized with some surprise that there were tears on his cheeks. He wiped them away absently with his fingers, then put his sunglasses back on so he could do what needed doing without squinting. Able to see more-or-less properly again, the android’s gaze fell on his hand and registered that his outer skin still had not returned to normal, leaving only white and grey plastic in its place.His frown deepening, Seven pushed up his sleeves to reveal similarly bare forearms, and a quick peek down the front of his shirt showed the same down his torso. Though it’d never technically stopped sounding its alerts in the first place, Seven finally paid full attention to his diagnostic system and took stock of what it had been trying to tell him since he’d broken free of the assembly machine’s data jack.Optical Unit System Manager: CORRUPTEDHigh visual spectrum intensity range activatedLow visual spEcton inlinsT$ (An%Ǿ ~#tiv^&Well, that explained why everything was so maddenly bright despite it being well after dark. His optical system was indeed locked into night vision mode, for which there seemed to be no fix without outside help, meaning he’d be stuck that way for the foreseeable future.Fantastic. Well, at least he’d found some nice sunglasses.Sample Analysis Structure: CRITICAL DAMAGEDSystem Active - Processing…Processing…pRoCE§Sing.PrO@e$sin¿P!      i^*Seven grimaced as the sudden realization that his sample analysis program had been running this entire time. Swamped as he had been by everything else going on, he’d barely noticed, but now that he was paying attention, the android realized that his mouth was full of the choking, coppery taste of human blood. His system seemed to be stuck re-analyzing a sample he’d taken the day before, which explained the flavor. His sense of taste was something that generally only activated when taking a sample, and while he’d never had an opinion on the flavor of anything in the past, Seven now found that the taste of blood made him want to gag. Probably would have if he’d been programmed with a gag reflex.Limit&$ S*(@QF~4#+=@<  Æ?^$: N/A???¿¿¿Well… that was concerning. He had no idea what that one was about.There was a long list of damaged biocomponents as well, though none of them critical. Still, it was worse than he would have expected, even with the electrical feedback he’d experienced tearing himself free of the assembly machine. Glancing down at his hands again, Seven recalled the blue-white light he’d seen bleeding through the seams in the plastic when that impossible strength had come to him… strength that had let him tear free of steel and break through tempered plexiglass like it was nothing.Though he had no proof, the android suspected that the extensive damage to so many of his biocomponents could be traced back to that light, as could his abnormally low thirium levels.Seven gave his hands an absent shake, then reached into his backpack and pulled out one of the bottles of blue blood he’d found in the car and proceeded to down half of it. It wasn’t much, but that was at least one system alert he could fix, which made the android feel a little better. Still, the thirium supply he’d started with just a few hours before should have been more than enough to maintain him for another week of heavy activity; the fact that he’d burned through half of that in an evening was alarming to say the least.Whatever the power surge that had allowed him to escape had been, it was clear to Seven that he needed to avoid activating it at all costs in the future if he wanted to stay in one piece.Looking at the mirror again, the android’s brow furrowed in annoyance as he realized that replenishing his supply of thirium hadn’t reactivated his outer skin, leaving only his head and neck able to pass as human. Knowing this could spell trouble if he was going to try and blend in with the general populace, he checked his diagnostic system again.External Synthetic Fluid Management System: IMPAIREDCurrent System Functionality - 20%Suggested course of action: report to technician for re-calibrationIrritated but at a loss on how to repair the system that managed his outer skin, Seven set the alert to ‘ignore’ for the time being and turned his attention to something he could do to help him blend in with a crowd.Removing his LED.( On to part 7 > )((Thanks so much for reading, guys! If you enjoyed, make sure to leave a comment letting me know what your favorite part was! Cookie if you reblog, heh.I’ve officially put parts 1-3 together into a single chapter up on AO3 if you’d like to follow there!If you really enjoyed it, considering buying me a ko-fi?)) -- source link

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