He holds up a finger to point for a moment. "It's the 'usually' that keeps my guard up." Even with all this time out of Detroit and it's politics, York still had reservations.
Right no red. There's a scanning look over the table and there is a hot pink but no red. There was no way to make an actual red since pink was just red mixed with white. He looks over the table again and then gathers the pink. It would do. At least it didn't have glitter in it.
What he paints onto the shield is a simple image that almost looks like a pound sign. York's hand is steady, software focused on recreating the symbol of the resistance from back home. A true deface of police property to the android. "What do you think?"
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Right no red. There's a scanning look over the table and there is a hot pink but no red. There was no way to make an actual red since pink was just red mixed with white. He looks over the table again and then gathers the pink. It would do. At least it didn't have glitter in it.
What he paints onto the shield is a simple image that almost looks like a pound sign. York's hand is steady, software focused on recreating the symbol of the resistance from back home. A true deface of police property to the android. "What do you think?"