As with everything, I don't own any characters or the show etc etc etc.
I'm not making any money with this, and I have basically none, so there's no point in sueing. You've all seen this before, so you get the pic.
Act 16: Echoes of the Past
R. Dorothy Waynewright was, for possibly the first time in her existence, puzzled by something other than humans. The data disc she had found in the Paradigm records room contained a huga amount of information, all heavily coded. For the last month she had been attempting to break the code, and had been making very slow progress. But now it was time to put code-breaking and all that other unpleasant buisness aside. She brought her fingers down on the piano keys, starting with a sonata that would end when Roger awoke. Moments later-
"Dorothy! How many times have I told you-"
"That you do not like my waking you with music? More times than even I can count." She stared at him for a moment, then turned her eyes back to the music. Roger just groaned, cedeing the argument before it had really begun, and stumbled back into his room.
At breakfast, Dorothy popped yet another question at the Negotiator. "Roger, if you had a problem that you had tried to solve, but could not find an answer to, how would you react?"
Roger gulped down the last bite of eggs and looked down the length of the table at her. "I'd step back, take another look at what I was dealing with, and try to approach it from another angle. Use different tactics, if the ones I've already tried haven't worked. Why, what's got you so stumped?"
Dorothy regarded him for a moment, then stood. She pushed the chair in, faced the wall, and to one dainty step backwards.
"I didn't mean literally, Dorothy." said Roger, a trace of amusement in his voice.
Dorothy shot him a brief death stare, then looked into the distance. Suddenly, her eyes flew open and a blinding light shone from them. She cried out, and collapsed.
"Dorothy!" Roger abandoned his plate and rushed to her side.
When she awoke again, she was in the repair center that was familiar from their last encounter with Beck. Norman was bent over a computer screen, and Roger was anxiously standing nearby.
"What happ-" she started to rise, but Norman turned and cut her off.
"Miss Dorothy, I would advise staying put. You have had quite a severe shock, and I do not want to push your systems any further than they have been." She nodded and reclined.
Roger had the most sincere expression of concern on his face she had ever seen. He turned to his butler. "What exactly happened, Norman?"
The one-eyed man studied the screen for a moment, then turned. "As near as I can tell, Mis Dorothy's systems were flooded with data from an unknown source. It was to much for her proccesors to handle, and they began to overload. Built-in safties shut her down entirely before the damage became permanent."
"What do you mean, unknown source? Did someone attack her?"
"No, Roger." Dorothy sat up, despite Norman's protests. "It was this." She opened the reader slot in her head and removed the disc there. "I have been attempting to decode the information on it for nearly a month now, and what you said at breakfast gave me the key. I was simply unprepared for what I found."
Roger was clearly confused and anxious, perhaps hoping to find a guilty party and grind them into the ground with Big O's pile-drivers. "So...what did you find? And where did this thing come from?"
Had she been human, he imagined she would have taken a deep breath before continuing. "I discovered it in one of Paradigm's record store-rooms, the day you fought Swartzvald and his Red Megadeuce. I believed it to have something to do with that 'Angel' character you so frequently encounter."
"Um...yeah, about that 'Angel' character..." He still had not mentioned her mysterious appearance in a resurrected Big Duo, but he let Dorothy continue.
"I now know it contains information about..." She hesitated, looking at them both. Roger made an urgent gesture that meant 'get on with it,' so she finished her sentance. "...about the Event that happened 40 years ago, that leveled half the city and erased all the memories of the people here. I have not had a chance to sort through it all yet, but what I have found so far is very intruiging." She was rather satisfied with the look of complete shock on Roger's face.
"What did you-"
"-Find? I think I can answer that for you, and in a much shorter time."
Roger spun, to find Angel leaning against the doorframe. "You're lucky that only beautiful young women are allowed to enter my home unconditionally. Otherwise I'd have to ask you to leave."
Angel smirked. "You won't want me to leave, after you hear what I have to say, Roger Smith. Though I must say, I appreciate the compliment."
I'm not making any money with this, and I have basically none, so there's no point in sueing. You've all seen this before, so you get the pic.
Act 16: Echoes of the Past
R. Dorothy Waynewright was, for possibly the first time in her existence, puzzled by something other than humans. The data disc she had found in the Paradigm records room contained a huga amount of information, all heavily coded. For the last month she had been attempting to break the code, and had been making very slow progress. But now it was time to put code-breaking and all that other unpleasant buisness aside. She brought her fingers down on the piano keys, starting with a sonata that would end when Roger awoke. Moments later-
"Dorothy! How many times have I told you-"
"That you do not like my waking you with music? More times than even I can count." She stared at him for a moment, then turned her eyes back to the music. Roger just groaned, cedeing the argument before it had really begun, and stumbled back into his room.
At breakfast, Dorothy popped yet another question at the Negotiator. "Roger, if you had a problem that you had tried to solve, but could not find an answer to, how would you react?"
Roger gulped down the last bite of eggs and looked down the length of the table at her. "I'd step back, take another look at what I was dealing with, and try to approach it from another angle. Use different tactics, if the ones I've already tried haven't worked. Why, what's got you so stumped?"
Dorothy regarded him for a moment, then stood. She pushed the chair in, faced the wall, and to one dainty step backwards.
"I didn't mean literally, Dorothy." said Roger, a trace of amusement in his voice.
Dorothy shot him a brief death stare, then looked into the distance. Suddenly, her eyes flew open and a blinding light shone from them. She cried out, and collapsed.
"Dorothy!" Roger abandoned his plate and rushed to her side.
When she awoke again, she was in the repair center that was familiar from their last encounter with Beck. Norman was bent over a computer screen, and Roger was anxiously standing nearby.
"What happ-" she started to rise, but Norman turned and cut her off.
"Miss Dorothy, I would advise staying put. You have had quite a severe shock, and I do not want to push your systems any further than they have been." She nodded and reclined.
Roger had the most sincere expression of concern on his face she had ever seen. He turned to his butler. "What exactly happened, Norman?"
The one-eyed man studied the screen for a moment, then turned. "As near as I can tell, Mis Dorothy's systems were flooded with data from an unknown source. It was to much for her proccesors to handle, and they began to overload. Built-in safties shut her down entirely before the damage became permanent."
"What do you mean, unknown source? Did someone attack her?"
"No, Roger." Dorothy sat up, despite Norman's protests. "It was this." She opened the reader slot in her head and removed the disc there. "I have been attempting to decode the information on it for nearly a month now, and what you said at breakfast gave me the key. I was simply unprepared for what I found."
Roger was clearly confused and anxious, perhaps hoping to find a guilty party and grind them into the ground with Big O's pile-drivers. "So...what did you find? And where did this thing come from?"
Had she been human, he imagined she would have taken a deep breath before continuing. "I discovered it in one of Paradigm's record store-rooms, the day you fought Swartzvald and his Red Megadeuce. I believed it to have something to do with that 'Angel' character you so frequently encounter."
"Um...yeah, about that 'Angel' character..." He still had not mentioned her mysterious appearance in a resurrected Big Duo, but he let Dorothy continue.
"I now know it contains information about..." She hesitated, looking at them both. Roger made an urgent gesture that meant 'get on with it,' so she finished her sentance. "...about the Event that happened 40 years ago, that leveled half the city and erased all the memories of the people here. I have not had a chance to sort through it all yet, but what I have found so far is very intruiging." She was rather satisfied with the look of complete shock on Roger's face.
"What did you-"
"-Find? I think I can answer that for you, and in a much shorter time."
Roger spun, to find Angel leaning against the doorframe. "You're lucky that only beautiful young women are allowed to enter my home unconditionally. Otherwise I'd have to ask you to leave."
Angel smirked. "You won't want me to leave, after you hear what I have to say, Roger Smith. Though I must say, I appreciate the compliment."