i bent the rules and wrote a triple drabble because i started then discovered i am incredibly out of practise at short format writing - whoops!
Nila worked enough undercover vice assignments as a rookie to know places like the Eden club getting their licenses pulled didn’t mean they stopped trading, just that they went underground. There were a lot of anti-android bastards eager to take out their frustrations on androids that had been isolated from Detroit’s wave of deviancy.
“Stuck?”
The comment comes from Gwen, a GW300 unit retrieved from the evidence locker and reactivated after the revolution. GW series androids were private security but whatever Gwen had been securing, she’d awoken with an unnervingly comprehensive knowledge of Detroit’s underworld and a tendency towards sticking her nose into DPD business that led to her being registered as an official consultant because the captain felt it better to give Gwen reasons to stay where they could see her.
Nila’s not sure why Gwen is here, but she’s right.
Nila’s had the files a day now. They need someone on the inside but ordering any DPD android to do what an assignment like this would involve turns Nila’s stomach.
Gwen socialises with the DPD androids, maybe she’ll know a candidate.
The expression on Gwen’s face when the transfer completes is… startling. Her smile is always more of a baring of teeth and the others put it down to a design flaw but Nila isn’t so sure. She’d had tried to find out what case Gwen had been evidence for once, but the information had been locked down so tight it made her suspicious.
Especially when Gwen says, "I'll do it for you.”
It’s outside the remit of a consultant and Gwen must have her own reasons for volunteering, but she’s also far more confident in her deviancy than any of Nila’s freshly awakened rookies and Nila won’t need to assign anyone if she has an informant.
Fill: Genderswapped Reverse-AU Reed900, "I'll do it for you." drabble x3
Nila worked enough undercover vice assignments as a rookie to know places like the Eden club getting their licenses pulled didn’t mean they stopped trading, just that they went underground. There were a lot of anti-android bastards eager to take out their frustrations on androids that had been isolated from Detroit’s wave of deviancy.
“Stuck?”
The comment comes from Gwen, a GW300 unit retrieved from the evidence locker and reactivated after the revolution. GW series androids were private security but whatever Gwen had been securing, she’d awoken with an unnervingly comprehensive knowledge of Detroit’s underworld and a tendency towards sticking her nose into DPD business that led to her being registered as an official consultant because the captain felt it better to give Gwen reasons to stay where they could see her.
Nila’s not sure why Gwen is here, but she’s right.
Nila’s had the files a day now. They need someone on the inside but ordering any DPD android to do what an assignment like this would involve turns Nila’s stomach.
Gwen socialises with the DPD androids, maybe she’ll know a candidate.
The expression on Gwen’s face when the transfer completes is… startling. Her smile is always more of a baring of teeth and the others put it down to a design flaw but Nila isn’t so sure. She’d had tried to find out what case Gwen had been evidence for once, but the information had been locked down so tight it made her suspicious.
Especially when Gwen says, "I'll do it for you.”
It’s outside the remit of a consultant and Gwen must have her own reasons for volunteering, but she’s also far more confident in her deviancy than any of Nila’s freshly awakened rookies and Nila won’t need to assign anyone if she has an informant.
“Deal.”