07-15-2019, 04:26 AM
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RK515 had memorized every different police callout and what each term meant. If someone was using a police term, RK515 would be able to identify what they meant and react accordingly. Due to the many years that the android had spent in the field, it also got used to using the languages that gangs used, whether it was codenames or shortened phrases. This also meant that it and the Lieutenant had managed to go undercover here and there, although it was incredibly difficult as humans were suspicious of canines that were around medium in sizes. It was understandable as there were still cases of humans being a victim to a dog attack in their neighborhood and a dog could do major damage to a human and could kill them single-handedly. RK515 was usually fitted with a disguise, as it was capable of changing the appearance of its body later on down the line with a couple of upgrades that its creators gave it. The ability to do exactly that was taxing and exhausting, but it just needed to hold it well enough through a conversation. The Eurasian timber wolf rarely worked in undercover work, and it was more than likely that it would be around the area for an undercover cop for backup once the bust was made. Either way, RK515 wasn't making any progress in finding an answer to how it and the Lieutenant arrived in this strange place. It put pressure on the android's coding to come across something that it had no knowledge of or something that was illogical. Luckily the AI in its head, Maria, was managing the errors that were popping up in its code like she always did. The dynamics of a large group such as this still evaded RK515 as it really never had a chance to ask questions how a big group such as this managed to stay together.
The android didn't consider itself to be part of the group as it knew that its stay was only temporary. It spent most of its time in the camp, reading up on books that were left behind by the humans that once existed in the temples. It was there that its audio receptors caught a slightly familiar voice. Fourthwall. It turned its head and looked in the larger wolf's direction. The android didn't need to scan the canine as it had done so in their previous interaction. It did not believe that it would acquire any more information upon a second scan. What the creature said proved to be of interest of the android, but not in the way some would think. It didn't have any intention of joining the attack that Fourthwall was planning. It had heard plenty of times over the radio listening into gangs about the idea of jumping someone, and it wasn't going to be taken in the literal sense. White legs carried it over toward the larger animal, stopping a small distance in front of Fourthwall. As usual, it had an emotionless expression, and its right eye swirled a blue color. RK515 had knowledge of the 'war' that the fox had talked about, although the android did not believe it was possible for animals to wage war and took the word of the creature with a grain of salt. "Hello, Fourthwall." RK515 greeted in its usual matter but did not introduce itself as Fourthwall had already heard its designation number. There was a small pause before the machine spoke again. "What is the point?" RK515 did not see the reason to go after another group of animals with the fear of injury being apparent. After all, in the wild, it was all about survival and picking the right fights. This just seemed careless. It sounded as if this was just a gang just trying to start fights, but it wanted to listen to Fourthwall's reasoning for what he wanted to do. When the question was asked, it almost seemed to be of childlike innocence. The android knew nothing about animals.
The android didn't consider itself to be part of the group as it knew that its stay was only temporary. It spent most of its time in the camp, reading up on books that were left behind by the humans that once existed in the temples. It was there that its audio receptors caught a slightly familiar voice. Fourthwall. It turned its head and looked in the larger wolf's direction. The android didn't need to scan the canine as it had done so in their previous interaction. It did not believe that it would acquire any more information upon a second scan. What the creature said proved to be of interest of the android, but not in the way some would think. It didn't have any intention of joining the attack that Fourthwall was planning. It had heard plenty of times over the radio listening into gangs about the idea of jumping someone, and it wasn't going to be taken in the literal sense. White legs carried it over toward the larger animal, stopping a small distance in front of Fourthwall. As usual, it had an emotionless expression, and its right eye swirled a blue color. RK515 had knowledge of the 'war' that the fox had talked about, although the android did not believe it was possible for animals to wage war and took the word of the creature with a grain of salt. "Hello, Fourthwall." RK515 greeted in its usual matter but did not introduce itself as Fourthwall had already heard its designation number. There was a small pause before the machine spoke again. "What is the point?" RK515 did not see the reason to go after another group of animals with the fear of injury being apparent. After all, in the wild, it was all about survival and picking the right fights. This just seemed careless. It sounded as if this was just a gang just trying to start fights, but it wanted to listen to Fourthwall's reasoning for what he wanted to do. When the question was asked, it almost seemed to be of childlike innocence. The android knew nothing about animals.
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RK515 is a small eurasian timber wolf weighing 95lbs and standing 31in at the shoulder. He wears a thick police K9 vest across his chest & back. He has 4 white metal limbs with metal claws that are made out of a light material. He has a robotic right eye that flashes different colors, while his left eye is a dark brown. He is passive unless he perceives someone as a threat. He holds loyalties with individuals and not groups.
— DOWN TILL YOU FALL