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            human isaac prefers dead bodies to live ones because a corpse has never lied to him.

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            “you’re uncomfortable with death,” it’s said as a statement, not a question, as deft fingers pull down a pristine new latex glove over opposite hand. the other follows suit. isaac rolls out the slab from it’s wall, next, a sheet covering a cadaver underneath. male, age thirty-one, crushed trachea and ruptured carotid artery, causing cerebral ischemia. or, simply put, the man was choked to death. 

            he’s told the blond can identify the body, as he seemed to be a shut in with few relatives. but so far, the blond has done nothing but pull at the sleeves of his jumper, and avoid looking at anything that might be considered a part of the trade. which, considering two of his four active examination tables have corpses on them (though covered, he’s more concerned with the privacy of the dead than the living) and the coldness of the room only seems to enhance the chemical sterile smell, the strangers eyes haven’t really left his own feet.

           “but you’re a nurse. statistically, more death happens in hospitals then it doesn’t.” // @sentiene

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smiles at him... softly

           this is where he should smile back. yes. isaac does so, if only because it’s considered the socially acceptable thing to do. there’s no reason for the two of them to be smiling at each other, he’s barely met this man outside of professional standings - even now, he’s only here because he needs a nurse to draw blood, and simon is a nurse he knows. a competent one, at least. perhaps thats why the dead bothered him so much, he took well enough care of those in his charge that they lived to ripe old ages.

          how miserable. 

          still, isaac smiles a little because he’s supposed to, and wonders why simon needs to warn him at the prick of a needle. it hardly hurts, he’s a grown man, there’s no reason to check in on him like a child with a lolipop. but, ah, that’s just simon’s nature, he guessing. nurturing. he’s not used to it.

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human!isaac things:

his aesthetic is ‘black’ 

he isn’t unkind, but rather blunt. his social colloquialisms aren’t up to par, and he often says things without thinking how it will hurt someone else.

consider him a sherlock-type; genius, but with extreme difficulty relating to other people. 

he actually is genius - he has an iq of 142 and an eidetic memory

most people find him infuriating, as he can come off as full of himself

really he just doesn’t know how to communicate things other than facts

demisexual

thirty-two

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he’s also a coroner and finds dead bodies easier to talk to than actual people

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human!isaac things:

his aesthetic is ‘black’ 

he isn’t unkind, but rather blunt. his social colloquialisms aren’t up to par, and he often says things without thinking how it will hurt someone else.

consider him a sherlock-type; genius, but with extreme difficulty relating to other people. 

he actually is genius - he has an iq of 142 and an eidetic memory

most people find him infuriating, as he can come off as full of himself

really he just doesn’t know how to communicate things other than facts

demisexual

thirty-two

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           to better express himself in ways other than just emoting, isaac dabbles in appearance altercations like painting his nails, applying eyeliner, and other forms of make-up. he also likes to wear fresh flowers somewhere on his person, and changes the type/color day-to-day. he can’t change his hair color like other androids so he takes to dying it when he’s in the mood. overall, his favorite color is purple, and he tends to wear it a lot outside of his uniform. 

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nines painting

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           to better express himself in ways other than just emoting, isaac dabbles in appearance altercations like painting his nails, applying eyeliner, and other forms of make-up. he also likes to wear fresh flowers somewhere on his person, and changes the type/color day-to-day. he can’t change his hair color like other androids so he takes to dying it when he’s in the mood. overall, his favorite color is purple, and he tends to wear it a lot outside of his uniform. 

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           isaac is very empathetic and feeling after he deviates, make no mistake, but he is also very...direct. he relies entirely on his speech to relay how he feels to others so he will not sugar-coat anything to save your feelings. he can sting just as easily as he can be kind. 

            do not ask for his honest opinion if you don’t want it tbh.

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uwu;;

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          “he was lying,” stated plain, the rk unit motions to his own face that, per usual, does not move, “contractions in the l-4 and l-6 sections of his masseter muscle, and avoiding dominant eye contact.” he gives a few beats of silence, letting hands slip back behind his back. 

           “his jaw twitched and he did not look you in the eyes.”

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         isaac is not what i would call ‘child-like’ but he was not installed with the same social programs connor was. again, one more ‘feature’ cyberlife did not deem necessary to waste time with on a floor model. he often has to work through social nuances with his speech. 

          for instance, sarcasm, or jokes/dry humor. you say, ‘what a beautiful day’ sarcastically because it’s raining outside. isaac would comment that it is in fact not a good day, but then understand that sarcasm was implied, and find it funny after the fact. 

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            funny i give the soft boy who can’t emote the ability to scientifically catalog the emotive nuances of others. 

            :’))))))

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          along with connor’s ability to detect stress levels and heart rates and physical changes in the body, part of isaac’s “upgrade” was his ability to read microexpressions. it’s the same software and training they tried to implement in humans of law enforcement, but turned into a specific algorithm. isaac can detect small, minute changes in a human’s expression when speaking and base those on a cataloged list of codes and studied behavior patterns to discern specific responses. 

          he’s basically a walking lie detector. 

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😢 (lncompletus! he can't cry but he can comfort seven crying ;o; )

In regards to… ||Accepting|| @lncompletus

Seven always wondered why they would give an advance prototype the ability to cry but maybe it was part of the features they wanted to install in Connor, being a negotiator crying could be used as a tool to get what was needed for the mission. Still Seven looked pitiful, small, helpless when they cried. Seven didn’t flinch when Issac brought his hand up and gently wiped their tears away.

Seven wondered what Issac was thinking, how he could see all the emotions he could possess from Seven yet never be able to return them.

Feeling guilt over how their expressiveness, Seven took a step forward and buried their face in Issac’s chest. The RK900 towered over Seven as Cyberlife had made the RKs after them taller with each model. Seven also wrapped their arms around Issac needing some grounding in their emotional distraught state.

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         If Seven could pale they would realization hitting them hard. “I didn’t know! Oh I’m so sorry.” They were panicking a bit, LED yellow as their stress shot up to the high forties. Seven reached a hand out and placed it on Issac’s bicep.

         “I’m so sorry Issac, I should had known sooner but my scanning processor is very glitchy and I hardly use it. If it was working better I would had known.” Now things made sense as to why Issac only had one expression. Seven felt bad for the upgrade, they shared a lot of the same hardships. Seven was merely his line’s template while Connor had all the upgrades and processing.

           isaac merely waits where he sits for seven to process the realization, apologize, and then apologize some more. it’s...nice, he thinks. to have someone value his emotions enough to feel remorse for hurting them. though it wasn’t seven’s fault, even isaac can understand that.

          he shakes his head, “it is alright. i know you did not mean it intentionally. but it is certainly something i consider a shortcoming when trying to fit in with emotional creatures. i feel many things...sometimes more than i understand. but i cannot express. i rely completely on communication or...this-” here he raises a hand, holo-skin pulling back up to the inner-elbow, “but interfacing only works with other androids. humans i am...still working on.”

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           all of the rk series pre-constuction/reconstruction/battle tactics are installed in isaac; he has fully functioning crime software and dna analysis just like connor, and  he can kick massive butt in a fight. all the ‘police’ bells and whistles were installed in him, no problem. 

         it’s the seemingly ‘frivolous’ updates and programs that were over-looked; social protocols, facial markers, being able to emote, long battery life, that kind of stuff. anything that wasn’t considered necessary to show off to investors in a demonstration was not given to isaac.