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"Dorothy?" Roger shook the android's shoulder tentively.
"Yes, Roger?" Dorothy turned her head towards him her eyes void on her angelic face.
"What's wrong with you, you've been sitting at the piano staring at it for about a half hour." Roger stated.
" I was contemplating over the events that happened yesterday."
Roger shifted uncomfortably at the mention of yesterday. His arm still ached from the wound he recieved from RD. It filled him with dread thinking of how RD tried to destroy him, and he just couldn't hurt her because she had Dorothy's face. Ironically, Dorothy literally popped up and saved his life. As he climbed inside Big O and was informed of the 3 dueces coming on shore toward Paradigm City he wondered how he could fight them in his present state. Dorothy seemed to know this and became his right arm. When Roger glanced at her a strange thing dawned at him. He realized how much he cared and needed Dorothy beside him. Even though she wasn't a real woman he enjoyed her company.
"So what have you figured out?" Roger asked.
"When I begin to analyze all I know, all there is are questions, which I don't know the answers to. The harder I try to come to a conclusion, it just goes circulary."
"And in english it means?"
"I mean that I don't know anything and when I try to figure something out I just go in a circle to where I was before."
"Why don't you help Norman make repairs and check over Big O. He was worried about you this morning when you didn't apear for breakfast."
Dorothy shifted her eyes the other way which was so humanlike Roger felt unnerved by it. "Are you worried about me Roger?"
Roger paused and took a long sip of his coffee, "Of course I'm worried about you Dorothy. Your a very important asset to this household."
Dorothy's eyes found their way back to Roger, "Asset?"
Roger was already unnerved and something in the back of his head seemed to snap. "What the hell do you think I mean?"
"It sounds like your referring me to a object or tool." Dorothy said in her usaul monotonous voice which made Roger turn the other way.
"Well, you are an android." He said coldly while walking away.
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"Is something wrong with you Dorothy?" Norman asked.
"What makes you ask me that?"
"Well, you are quiet but today you won't even talk or do anything without being spoken to. Your usaully eager to help with this or that and I can talk to you about music or Master Roger's poor taste in clothes."
Dorothy looked down at her feet which didn't bother Norman, for he felt she was special for an android. In fact he held a sort of fatherly love towards Dorothy because she seemed quite alive to him.
"Well, I am an Android." her monotonous voice lowly droned.
Norman stopped fideling the circuits he was checking and turned to face her fully. "What kind of ridiculous rubbish is that? I would have never thought I would hear words like that come form you."
Dorothy stood there passively and expressionless, but Norman wouldn't give up so easily. "Dorothy," He sighed "did somebody tell you or make you feel lesser than yourself because your an android."
Dorothy didn't reply, instead she placed the box of heavy tools she had been holding for Norman down and began to walk away. "I have other chores I must attend to, excuse me Norman."
Norman watched her with concern etched deeply in his face. "What's happening to them?" he whispered under his breath.
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Dorothy put on her cape and picked up her large picnic basket. She was walking past the living room door and noticed movemnet out of the corner of her visual sensers that looked like eyes. She studied the scene closer and saw Roger sitting by the phone rubbing his arm with a queerist look in his eye's. She was going to ask him if he wanted her to change the bandages, but continued to make her way to the door instead.
She wondered on her walk to the store how Roger got the injury which he seemed so nonchalant about. It was obvious though that ever since the day he recieved that wound he had started acting differently towards her. She pushed the thoughts away and carefully picked through the store gathering the suplies Norman had listed.
"Dorothy Wayneright?" A subtle yet masculine voice asked.
Dorothy looked to see Oliver, a poor sax musician engaged to a beautiful blind girl, whom Dorothy meet on Heaven's Day. They both didn't notice the young woman passing by the aisle pause as if the mention of Dorothy's name startled her. Dorothy mimicked a smile and nodded in recognition.
"What a pleasent surprise to see you here." Oliver smiled warmly.
"Yes, how are you Oliver." Dorothy said mechanically.
"I'm just wonderful I've made a good amount of money playing in a jazz band now."
"That's wonnderful how is Laura." Dorothy asked and was genuinely interested for Laura was her only real friend in all of Paradign.
"She's got a strip throat unfortuneatly and is running a fever." Dorothy's smile went back into a line quickly. "Unfortunately I'll have to cancel an important gig I had with the band at a restaurant this evening."
"Why don't I go over and take care of Laura so that you can go to the gig."
"What?! No way I can't impose such a responsibility on you." Oliver shook his head vigorously, "Besides Roger might need you."
"I'll go home and call you if Roger doesn't need my assistance. So if its no trouble I'll go care for Laura." Dorothy suggested.
"Really, Laura would like to see you anyway. Oh Dorothy, your wonderful, sometimes I forget your an android. I have to be leaving now if I want to spend some time with Laura before I have to go to my gig." Oliver planted a peck on Dorothy's cheek and was out the door.
She stood there with a jar of green olives in her hand gripping it tightly. 'Just an android.' the thought raced through her mind. The jar of olives shattered in her grip and splattered onto the floor. She seemed to snap out of her reverie and she looked down at the mess surprised.
The young lady was leaning against the side of the aisle out of sight but in earshot and she guessed very well what had happened. A boy who worked there began to rush over having heard the mess also. She stuck her arm out and it stopped him abruptly, and he was about to protest when he saw the money in her hand.
"Tell the young lady not to worry about it." She said and the boy took the money willingly seeing it was worth a lot more than a bottle of olives.
Dorothy saw the boy come around the corner and began to apologize but he raised his hand to cut her off. "Don't worry about it."
Dorothy made it back to the house and as she entered her sensors alerted her to a sweet aroma in the air and analyzed it to be perfume. Dorothy walked to the door of the living room and heard a woman's laughter ring from inside.
"Frankly Roger I don't know what kept you so long from asking me before."
"I was always busy with one case or another, but I'm free now."
"Mmmm. Aren't you though," she said flirtatiously, "I was beginning to worry that you fell in love with that silly android."
Dorothy looked around the corner to see Angel that horrid blonde with her arms around Roger and his around her waist. Their faces were too close as they began to laugh at Angels last coment. Dorothy backed against the wall and brought her hand to her chest. She didn't feel a heart beat and it made her feel strangely despaired. Their laughter seemed to echo through he metal skull and linger even as it ended.
"Pick me at 8:00 then in your long Griffin." Angel said softly.
Dorothy ran away, and went to the Butler pantry to use the phone and called Oliver. As she was hanging up Norman came into the room.
"Who was that?" he inquired.
"That was Oliver, remember Roger and I told you about him. His fiancee Laura is sick and I'm goning to go and watch her for him as he goes to do this big gig in some restaurant."
"That's nice of you would you like me to make you some soup to take her."
"No thank you Norman. I already have soup ingredients so I can make it over there."
"Does Master Roger know?" Norman raised an eyebrow.
Dorothy paused, "Roger will be occupied this evening so I believe it doesn't really matter."
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In a large mansion two figures stood in an elaboratly furnished room. The room was richly ornate and a fire burned in a hearth at the end of the room casting menacing shadows. A slim woman and a man conversed before it.
"You useless, incompotent, and pathetic fool!" She cried.
"There is no need for name calling," said a thin, lanky blonde man who ran a comb through his hair coolly. "Are you sure you heard right."
The lady from the store stood there fuming and you could practically feel her anger coming from her like vibrations. She was a beautiful woman with wavy dark hair and a slim curvy body. She wore a long black skirt with a slit that came up to her thigh, and a thin sweater which its color was black laced with light brown with cowl neck without any sleeves. She was on the man in a flash her white hand grabbed him by the collar and lifted him off the ground.
"How dare you speak to me like that." she hissed through her teeth, "I got you out of trouble and back on the streets and all I ask from you is a few favors. I know what I heard and don't you dare disrespect me like that again." She dropped him and he fell backward onto the ground.
"F...f....forgive me Ma'am." he stuttered fearfully.
She brought her hands to her face and took a deep breath. She offered her hand to him and helped him up. "No, forgive me." she sighed, "I'm a bit high strung and disapointed with you, Beck."
Beck smoothed out his shirt and suit with a smile. "I won't fail you again beautiful."
She crossed her arms and seemed not to be listening. "I have the andriod prototype and the second now that I know it isn't the first. I have created a new surprise and I'll assign it to be the head of the operations."
"What?" Beck said dismayed, "My men only take orders from me."
She narrowed her eyes into slits and stared at him coldly. "Don't push it Beck. I fund you with the money and supplies you need. So you had better start making yourself useful. I forgive you because you managed to get ahold of the second android even if it was heavily damaged. I'm still unnerved by the fact you misinformed me when you told me it was the one."
"So now what am I to tell my men." Beck asked.
"Tell them to relax and have fun this week and make sure they stay out of trouble this time." With that she turned and left the room.
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Roger was straightening his suit in front of a mirror and then he looked through his ties till he came to one in peticular. He removed it from the bar he placed them on and stared at it. It was the tie Dorothy got him for Heavens Day. It was a very nicc tie a silky material and a perfect, comfortable fit. He placed it back and grabbed a different one though because he feelt strangely depressed when holding it.
"Master Roger?"
"Yes Norman." Roger continued to put on his tie.
"I'm concerned for you and Dorothy sir." Norman said steadily.
Roger turned to face him. "Why."
"Well sir, you've two seemed to be acting strangely ever since yesterday, what exactly happened? You made me throughily check Big O for any damages and I found nothing."
Roger's eye widened in surprise. "I guess I should tell you.
'I was confronted by another android that day and it was Dorothy. At least she looked exactly like Dorothy. She called herself RD, Red Destiny, and she said it was her destiny to destroy me. She said it was the will of God. I tryed to get away from her I said, 'Dorothy stop it, its me!' I began to think all was hopeless when out from the ground came Big O and Dorothy was inside of it waiting for me. The real Dorothy because she didn't try to hurt me. She informed that Big O came here on its own. Then came those other Dueces and I was filled with exhileration. As we faced the other dueces I shouted showtime. Dorothy supported me by helping me control Big O then something strange happened.
'Big O didn't react instead something malfunctioned. 'Error, Danger' was repeated on the screen and then it began to shake. Dorothy began screaming hysterically, something you wouldn't expect from an andriod, she clutched her head and crumpled to the floor. There were sparks and electricity that flashed on the controls. Big O fell over into the water and as I waited there helplessly for them to pounce on me nothing happened and then everything came back on line. I climbed out of the water and they were gone. As soon as I returned here Dorothy had come to and didn't seem to remember anything."
"Pehaps she does remember sir. Why has she been acting so strangely?" Norman pressed.
Roger placed his hands in his pockets and closed his eyes. "Its most likely my fault, I said a few things that weren't very knid."
"So it was you." Norman shook his head.
"Yes," Roger said regretfully, "I'm afraid so. I will be having dinner with Angel, Patricia Lovejoy, or Casey Jemkins whoever the hell she is. I'm going more for business than pleasure. I think she knows more than she lets on."
"Be careful around that one sir." Norman warned.
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"I would like some information." Says a young man with a strong voice.
Big Ear looked over the man standing before him. A handsome boy and a lot younger then he expected. He sounded so much older and powerful on the phone, but he wasn't like his voice at all. His hair was a dark blonde and he was slim, but obviously a bit built showed by his tight black sweater. He wore a nice pair of kahkee's with shined up pointed black dress shoes. he wore a round stone like earring in his left ear, that was also black, and wore a black glove on his right hand.
"Your my client D, I presume." Big Ear said a bit skeptically.
D took a seat next to him quietly glancing at the bartender uneasily. "Aren't you quick." D said a bit sarcastically.
Ear grimaced and knew that the sooner he said what had to be said the sooner D would leave. "I don't know anything maybe I need something to jumpstart my memory."
D reached into his pocket and pulled out a large fold of bills. Ear widened his eyes, where did he get all that money? Ear took it and placed it inside the side of his suit.
"Well, I have known about this android for some time now."
"Tell me everything you know." D said.
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Roger opened the passenger door to the new Griffin so that Angel could climb out. She wore her usaul pink on a nice dress with no sleeves that cut down low and came to her knees. It had sequence that sparkled when she moved. She looked at the name on the front of the restaurant that was in big blue lights that read: The Bluelight Room.
"Nice," Angel smiled, "I heard they were playing a jazz band tonight."
As they took their seats near the stage of the band, which wasn't out yet, Roger contemplated on the best way to bring up certain questions during the dinner. The waiter brought them their water and gave them their menu's.
"What would you like to have to drink." The waiter asked.
"How about a bottle of your finest champagne." Roger said casaully.
"Right away sir." The waiter bowed and left quickly.
"So Angel," Roger said to be sure he had her attention.
"Yes." She smiled at him innocently.
"What where you doing at that abandoned building yesterday?"
"I was investigating the murder of Ellen Weight, I noticed you enter the building just as I got there so I followed you."
Too simple, Roger thought but he kept quiet. The waiter came back with the wine and poured them each a glass. He smiled at Roger and said, "Drink up."
"A toast." Angel said with a broad smile on her face.
"To what?" Roger asked.
"Our health."
They touched glasses and she brought her glass quickly to her lips and watched him over the brim of her glass as she drank. Roger slowly brought his glass to his lips.
"ROGER!!" Someone shouted which made Roger jump and spill some of the wine on the table. He looked up to see Oliver standing next to him.
"Hi, Oliver."
"What a coincidence that I run into you and this morning I ran into Dorothy."
"Really?"
"Oh yes, I wanted to thank you later for letting Dorothy come to my home this evening to watch Laura."
"What's up with Laura?"
Oliver loooked confused, "I thought Dorothy asked you if she could because Laura was very ill."
"Oh yeah," Roger said like he remembered, "Excuse me I don't know where my head is."
"Its probably on that beautiful blonde your sitting with." said a mechanical voice.
"Instro!" Roger said this time really surprised to see the android with Oliver."Your in a band with Oliver?"
"Yes we've been working together for some time now. Well, we better leave you with your company." Instro and Oliver went on stage to play.
Roger looked back at Angel who seemed annoyed, "Our toast."
"Oh yes." Roger reached for his glass but cumsily knocked it over with his fingers. "OOPS."
"I"ll have the waiter get you another glass."
"No thats alright," Roger shook his head, "I'll drink water, its healthier."
Angel stared at him a second, then laughed a bit uneasily.
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Oliver was to be home any minute so Dorothy picked up her cloak and grabbed her basket. She walked into the houses bedroom and Laura laid on the bed her cheeks rosy and her blonde hair in a braid on the pillow next to her face. Dorothy took the thermometer from her mouth and checked it, 99 degrees.
"Your temperature is a lot better from when I first came here."
"Thanks to you." Laura said softly.
"I'll be leaving now so go to sleep Oliver will be here any minute."
"As soon as I'm well I'm going to come and visit you."
Dorothy left and began to walk home as she always did. She wasn't worried about theives or muggers because her android strength made it impossible to subdue her. She paused her senses picking up someone else's footsteps synchronizing with hers. She stopped and the steps continued toward her from behind.
Dorothy turned around to see a handsome young man with dark blonde hair stop and smile only a few feet away from her.
"Dorothy." He said.
"Do I know you sir."
"Yes, you just don't remember." He reached up and with his left hand and squeezed an earing he was wearing."
A car swirled around the corner and Dorothy was about to run, but she was shocked when she felt the guy's hand clamp around her wrist and it was surprisingly to strong for her to pull away. She saw his gloved hand came up and wrap around her throat just before it went dark.
TO BE CONTINUED......
By Lia_Flowers@hotmail.com
Yeah! How ya like them apples! LOL...
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"Dorothy?" Roger shook the android's shoulder tentively.
"Yes, Roger?" Dorothy turned her head towards him her eyes void on her angelic face.
"What's wrong with you, you've been sitting at the piano staring at it for about a half hour." Roger stated.
" I was contemplating over the events that happened yesterday."
Roger shifted uncomfortably at the mention of yesterday. His arm still ached from the wound he recieved from RD. It filled him with dread thinking of how RD tried to destroy him, and he just couldn't hurt her because she had Dorothy's face. Ironically, Dorothy literally popped up and saved his life. As he climbed inside Big O and was informed of the 3 dueces coming on shore toward Paradigm City he wondered how he could fight them in his present state. Dorothy seemed to know this and became his right arm. When Roger glanced at her a strange thing dawned at him. He realized how much he cared and needed Dorothy beside him. Even though she wasn't a real woman he enjoyed her company.
"So what have you figured out?" Roger asked.
"When I begin to analyze all I know, all there is are questions, which I don't know the answers to. The harder I try to come to a conclusion, it just goes circulary."
"And in english it means?"
"I mean that I don't know anything and when I try to figure something out I just go in a circle to where I was before."
"Why don't you help Norman make repairs and check over Big O. He was worried about you this morning when you didn't apear for breakfast."
Dorothy shifted her eyes the other way which was so humanlike Roger felt unnerved by it. "Are you worried about me Roger?"
Roger paused and took a long sip of his coffee, "Of course I'm worried about you Dorothy. Your a very important asset to this household."
Dorothy's eyes found their way back to Roger, "Asset?"
Roger was already unnerved and something in the back of his head seemed to snap. "What the hell do you think I mean?"
"It sounds like your referring me to a object or tool." Dorothy said in her usaul monotonous voice which made Roger turn the other way.
"Well, you are an android." He said coldly while walking away.
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"Is something wrong with you Dorothy?" Norman asked.
"What makes you ask me that?"
"Well, you are quiet but today you won't even talk or do anything without being spoken to. Your usaully eager to help with this or that and I can talk to you about music or Master Roger's poor taste in clothes."
Dorothy looked down at her feet which didn't bother Norman, for he felt she was special for an android. In fact he held a sort of fatherly love towards Dorothy because she seemed quite alive to him.
"Well, I am an Android." her monotonous voice lowly droned.
Norman stopped fideling the circuits he was checking and turned to face her fully. "What kind of ridiculous rubbish is that? I would have never thought I would hear words like that come form you."
Dorothy stood there passively and expressionless, but Norman wouldn't give up so easily. "Dorothy," He sighed "did somebody tell you or make you feel lesser than yourself because your an android."
Dorothy didn't reply, instead she placed the box of heavy tools she had been holding for Norman down and began to walk away. "I have other chores I must attend to, excuse me Norman."
Norman watched her with concern etched deeply in his face. "What's happening to them?" he whispered under his breath.
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Dorothy put on her cape and picked up her large picnic basket. She was walking past the living room door and noticed movemnet out of the corner of her visual sensers that looked like eyes. She studied the scene closer and saw Roger sitting by the phone rubbing his arm with a queerist look in his eye's. She was going to ask him if he wanted her to change the bandages, but continued to make her way to the door instead.
She wondered on her walk to the store how Roger got the injury which he seemed so nonchalant about. It was obvious though that ever since the day he recieved that wound he had started acting differently towards her. She pushed the thoughts away and carefully picked through the store gathering the suplies Norman had listed.
"Dorothy Wayneright?" A subtle yet masculine voice asked.
Dorothy looked to see Oliver, a poor sax musician engaged to a beautiful blind girl, whom Dorothy meet on Heaven's Day. They both didn't notice the young woman passing by the aisle pause as if the mention of Dorothy's name startled her. Dorothy mimicked a smile and nodded in recognition.
"What a pleasent surprise to see you here." Oliver smiled warmly.
"Yes, how are you Oliver." Dorothy said mechanically.
"I'm just wonderful I've made a good amount of money playing in a jazz band now."
"That's wonnderful how is Laura." Dorothy asked and was genuinely interested for Laura was her only real friend in all of Paradign.
"She's got a strip throat unfortuneatly and is running a fever." Dorothy's smile went back into a line quickly. "Unfortunately I'll have to cancel an important gig I had with the band at a restaurant this evening."
"Why don't I go over and take care of Laura so that you can go to the gig."
"What?! No way I can't impose such a responsibility on you." Oliver shook his head vigorously, "Besides Roger might need you."
"I'll go home and call you if Roger doesn't need my assistance. So if its no trouble I'll go care for Laura." Dorothy suggested.
"Really, Laura would like to see you anyway. Oh Dorothy, your wonderful, sometimes I forget your an android. I have to be leaving now if I want to spend some time with Laura before I have to go to my gig." Oliver planted a peck on Dorothy's cheek and was out the door.
She stood there with a jar of green olives in her hand gripping it tightly. 'Just an android.' the thought raced through her mind. The jar of olives shattered in her grip and splattered onto the floor. She seemed to snap out of her reverie and she looked down at the mess surprised.
The young lady was leaning against the side of the aisle out of sight but in earshot and she guessed very well what had happened. A boy who worked there began to rush over having heard the mess also. She stuck her arm out and it stopped him abruptly, and he was about to protest when he saw the money in her hand.
"Tell the young lady not to worry about it." She said and the boy took the money willingly seeing it was worth a lot more than a bottle of olives.
Dorothy saw the boy come around the corner and began to apologize but he raised his hand to cut her off. "Don't worry about it."
Dorothy made it back to the house and as she entered her sensors alerted her to a sweet aroma in the air and analyzed it to be perfume. Dorothy walked to the door of the living room and heard a woman's laughter ring from inside.
"Frankly Roger I don't know what kept you so long from asking me before."
"I was always busy with one case or another, but I'm free now."
"Mmmm. Aren't you though," she said flirtatiously, "I was beginning to worry that you fell in love with that silly android."
Dorothy looked around the corner to see Angel that horrid blonde with her arms around Roger and his around her waist. Their faces were too close as they began to laugh at Angels last coment. Dorothy backed against the wall and brought her hand to her chest. She didn't feel a heart beat and it made her feel strangely despaired. Their laughter seemed to echo through he metal skull and linger even as it ended.
"Pick me at 8:00 then in your long Griffin." Angel said softly.
Dorothy ran away, and went to the Butler pantry to use the phone and called Oliver. As she was hanging up Norman came into the room.
"Who was that?" he inquired.
"That was Oliver, remember Roger and I told you about him. His fiancee Laura is sick and I'm goning to go and watch her for him as he goes to do this big gig in some restaurant."
"That's nice of you would you like me to make you some soup to take her."
"No thank you Norman. I already have soup ingredients so I can make it over there."
"Does Master Roger know?" Norman raised an eyebrow.
Dorothy paused, "Roger will be occupied this evening so I believe it doesn't really matter."
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In a large mansion two figures stood in an elaboratly furnished room. The room was richly ornate and a fire burned in a hearth at the end of the room casting menacing shadows. A slim woman and a man conversed before it.
"You useless, incompotent, and pathetic fool!" She cried.
"There is no need for name calling," said a thin, lanky blonde man who ran a comb through his hair coolly. "Are you sure you heard right."
The lady from the store stood there fuming and you could practically feel her anger coming from her like vibrations. She was a beautiful woman with wavy dark hair and a slim curvy body. She wore a long black skirt with a slit that came up to her thigh, and a thin sweater which its color was black laced with light brown with cowl neck without any sleeves. She was on the man in a flash her white hand grabbed him by the collar and lifted him off the ground.
"How dare you speak to me like that." she hissed through her teeth, "I got you out of trouble and back on the streets and all I ask from you is a few favors. I know what I heard and don't you dare disrespect me like that again." She dropped him and he fell backward onto the ground.
"F...f....forgive me Ma'am." he stuttered fearfully.
She brought her hands to her face and took a deep breath. She offered her hand to him and helped him up. "No, forgive me." she sighed, "I'm a bit high strung and disapointed with you, Beck."
Beck smoothed out his shirt and suit with a smile. "I won't fail you again beautiful."
She crossed her arms and seemed not to be listening. "I have the andriod prototype and the second now that I know it isn't the first. I have created a new surprise and I'll assign it to be the head of the operations."
"What?" Beck said dismayed, "My men only take orders from me."
She narrowed her eyes into slits and stared at him coldly. "Don't push it Beck. I fund you with the money and supplies you need. So you had better start making yourself useful. I forgive you because you managed to get ahold of the second android even if it was heavily damaged. I'm still unnerved by the fact you misinformed me when you told me it was the one."
"So now what am I to tell my men." Beck asked.
"Tell them to relax and have fun this week and make sure they stay out of trouble this time." With that she turned and left the room.
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Roger was straightening his suit in front of a mirror and then he looked through his ties till he came to one in peticular. He removed it from the bar he placed them on and stared at it. It was the tie Dorothy got him for Heavens Day. It was a very nicc tie a silky material and a perfect, comfortable fit. He placed it back and grabbed a different one though because he feelt strangely depressed when holding it.
"Master Roger?"
"Yes Norman." Roger continued to put on his tie.
"I'm concerned for you and Dorothy sir." Norman said steadily.
Roger turned to face him. "Why."
"Well sir, you've two seemed to be acting strangely ever since yesterday, what exactly happened? You made me throughily check Big O for any damages and I found nothing."
Roger's eye widened in surprise. "I guess I should tell you.
'I was confronted by another android that day and it was Dorothy. At least she looked exactly like Dorothy. She called herself RD, Red Destiny, and she said it was her destiny to destroy me. She said it was the will of God. I tryed to get away from her I said, 'Dorothy stop it, its me!' I began to think all was hopeless when out from the ground came Big O and Dorothy was inside of it waiting for me. The real Dorothy because she didn't try to hurt me. She informed that Big O came here on its own. Then came those other Dueces and I was filled with exhileration. As we faced the other dueces I shouted showtime. Dorothy supported me by helping me control Big O then something strange happened.
'Big O didn't react instead something malfunctioned. 'Error, Danger' was repeated on the screen and then it began to shake. Dorothy began screaming hysterically, something you wouldn't expect from an andriod, she clutched her head and crumpled to the floor. There were sparks and electricity that flashed on the controls. Big O fell over into the water and as I waited there helplessly for them to pounce on me nothing happened and then everything came back on line. I climbed out of the water and they were gone. As soon as I returned here Dorothy had come to and didn't seem to remember anything."
"Pehaps she does remember sir. Why has she been acting so strangely?" Norman pressed.
Roger placed his hands in his pockets and closed his eyes. "Its most likely my fault, I said a few things that weren't very knid."
"So it was you." Norman shook his head.
"Yes," Roger said regretfully, "I'm afraid so. I will be having dinner with Angel, Patricia Lovejoy, or Casey Jemkins whoever the hell she is. I'm going more for business than pleasure. I think she knows more than she lets on."
"Be careful around that one sir." Norman warned.
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"I would like some information." Says a young man with a strong voice.
Big Ear looked over the man standing before him. A handsome boy and a lot younger then he expected. He sounded so much older and powerful on the phone, but he wasn't like his voice at all. His hair was a dark blonde and he was slim, but obviously a bit built showed by his tight black sweater. He wore a nice pair of kahkee's with shined up pointed black dress shoes. he wore a round stone like earring in his left ear, that was also black, and wore a black glove on his right hand.
"Your my client D, I presume." Big Ear said a bit skeptically.
D took a seat next to him quietly glancing at the bartender uneasily. "Aren't you quick." D said a bit sarcastically.
Ear grimaced and knew that the sooner he said what had to be said the sooner D would leave. "I don't know anything maybe I need something to jumpstart my memory."
D reached into his pocket and pulled out a large fold of bills. Ear widened his eyes, where did he get all that money? Ear took it and placed it inside the side of his suit.
"Well, I have known about this android for some time now."
"Tell me everything you know." D said.
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Roger opened the passenger door to the new Griffin so that Angel could climb out. She wore her usaul pink on a nice dress with no sleeves that cut down low and came to her knees. It had sequence that sparkled when she moved. She looked at the name on the front of the restaurant that was in big blue lights that read: The Bluelight Room.
"Nice," Angel smiled, "I heard they were playing a jazz band tonight."
As they took their seats near the stage of the band, which wasn't out yet, Roger contemplated on the best way to bring up certain questions during the dinner. The waiter brought them their water and gave them their menu's.
"What would you like to have to drink." The waiter asked.
"How about a bottle of your finest champagne." Roger said casaully.
"Right away sir." The waiter bowed and left quickly.
"So Angel," Roger said to be sure he had her attention.
"Yes." She smiled at him innocently.
"What where you doing at that abandoned building yesterday?"
"I was investigating the murder of Ellen Weight, I noticed you enter the building just as I got there so I followed you."
Too simple, Roger thought but he kept quiet. The waiter came back with the wine and poured them each a glass. He smiled at Roger and said, "Drink up."
"A toast." Angel said with a broad smile on her face.
"To what?" Roger asked.
"Our health."
They touched glasses and she brought her glass quickly to her lips and watched him over the brim of her glass as she drank. Roger slowly brought his glass to his lips.
"ROGER!!" Someone shouted which made Roger jump and spill some of the wine on the table. He looked up to see Oliver standing next to him.
"Hi, Oliver."
"What a coincidence that I run into you and this morning I ran into Dorothy."
"Really?"
"Oh yes, I wanted to thank you later for letting Dorothy come to my home this evening to watch Laura."
"What's up with Laura?"
Oliver loooked confused, "I thought Dorothy asked you if she could because Laura was very ill."
"Oh yeah," Roger said like he remembered, "Excuse me I don't know where my head is."
"Its probably on that beautiful blonde your sitting with." said a mechanical voice.
"Instro!" Roger said this time really surprised to see the android with Oliver."Your in a band with Oliver?"
"Yes we've been working together for some time now. Well, we better leave you with your company." Instro and Oliver went on stage to play.
Roger looked back at Angel who seemed annoyed, "Our toast."
"Oh yes." Roger reached for his glass but cumsily knocked it over with his fingers. "OOPS."
"I"ll have the waiter get you another glass."
"No thats alright," Roger shook his head, "I'll drink water, its healthier."
Angel stared at him a second, then laughed a bit uneasily.
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Oliver was to be home any minute so Dorothy picked up her cloak and grabbed her basket. She walked into the houses bedroom and Laura laid on the bed her cheeks rosy and her blonde hair in a braid on the pillow next to her face. Dorothy took the thermometer from her mouth and checked it, 99 degrees.
"Your temperature is a lot better from when I first came here."
"Thanks to you." Laura said softly.
"I'll be leaving now so go to sleep Oliver will be here any minute."
"As soon as I'm well I'm going to come and visit you."
Dorothy left and began to walk home as she always did. She wasn't worried about theives or muggers because her android strength made it impossible to subdue her. She paused her senses picking up someone else's footsteps synchronizing with hers. She stopped and the steps continued toward her from behind.
Dorothy turned around to see a handsome young man with dark blonde hair stop and smile only a few feet away from her.
"Dorothy." He said.
"Do I know you sir."
"Yes, you just don't remember." He reached up and with his left hand and squeezed an earing he was wearing."
A car swirled around the corner and Dorothy was about to run, but she was shocked when she felt the guy's hand clamp around her wrist and it was surprisingly to strong for her to pull away. She saw his gloved hand came up and wrap around her throat just before it went dark.
TO BE CONTINUED......
By Lia_Flowers@hotmail.com
Yeah! How ya like them apples! LOL...
