The moniker of ‘Captain’ was a bit of a slight from the SWAT team though, as time wore on, they warmed to their LN300 enough that it was said with fondness rather than irritation. Because despite all grumblings, Allen was good at his job, which was organising teams and coordinating larger efforts. However, sometimes it was necessary to involve external resources and, in the current instance, the team needed a negotiator.
In a fit of impatience that was thoroughly unbecoming of a machine, Allen stalked towards the entrance hall of the flat, determined to size up the android CyberLife had sent. He lurked in the shadows and watched the RK800 step out of the elevator. While he’d expected the other android to come and find him immediately, it seemed perfectly content to explore its surroundings, looking at the photo and crouching to look at the fish. Which was a bit weird but maybe it was a glitch in the programming, a byproduct of the negotiator coding. Allen knew he had a few issues of his own in certain situations. But nothing could be perfect, especially not something made by humans.
However, nothing could have prepared Allen for the sight of the RK800 picking up the fish and cramming the whole thing into his mouth until only the tail stuck out. That defied all logic, all reason. Allen blinked rapidly, trying to understand what he was seeing. He had the choice of a critical shut down or breaking through some red to actually deal with the emotions running rampant through his systems.
“Why?” He asked, staggering toward the other android, offering a hand to interface so he could understand.
There were multiple answers to his question. Connor, the other android analysed samples on his tongue. Though he could have just licked the fish. But also, fish were aquatic creatures, it wouldn’t have survived so Connor had tried his best to create an environment in his mouth which would keep it alive. Less than subtly, Allen looked from the fish tail still in Connor’s mouth to the giant tank full of water to their side. Slowly, Connor’s gaze followed his and his LED spun red. Allen felt the moment all programming broke to release a wave of embarrassment.
One minute, one fish and two androids. If Allen had been given those items, he would have thought, without hesitation than the androids would come out victorious. To err was to be human and Allen had made a mistake.