For the last time (not really), I do not own Big O or any of its characters. I am making no $$$ off this whatsoever. It is futile to sue me. So there.
"So what does this button do?"
"Well, in Big O, it switches my stick button between pile-driver and grappler. Since this robot has neither of those weapons, I'm not sure what it would do."
"Why don't we just push it and find out?" The two Megadeuces had been forced to stop for a short while, so certain critical components didn't overheat and burn out. Roger and Angel were examining the controls for Big Duo, trying to figure out what all of them did. Norman and Instro were back in Big O's carryspace, introduding Dorothy to the wide world of card games. With their perfect memories, Roger guessed the androids would bring Norman down quickly, but would stalemate against each other. Meanwhile, he had to make sure Angel didn't set off the self-destruct mechanism or something of equal consequences.
"I wouldn't do that if I were you, Angel. Let's just go over what we do know before we start experimenting."
"You take all the fun out of life, Mr. Gentleman. What about these over here?"
"Well, for me they open the idividual missile racks and fire them singly, and the big one fires them all. I know Big Duo has its own missiles, but I don't know quite how it will respond..."
Dorothy eyed Norman and Instro over the top of her cards. She glanced down at her own, studied them for a moment, then looked up again. "Do you have any queens?"
Norman peeked at his own cards. "Go Fish, Miss Dorothy."
She pursed her lips and began removing cards from the deck.
"I must admit, though, that you would have the perfect face for poker, If you wish to learn that game."
Dorothy found the card she had been searching for, and placed her hand on the table upside-down. "I would prefer to master this one first, Norman, but thank you. Your turn."
Later, the three humans enjoyed the finest meal Norman could prepare, while Dorothy and Instro attempted a duet on the piano.
"So Angel, what can you tell us about our destination?" asked Roger for the fifth time.
Angel downed another fork-full of pasta. "Well, unlike Paradigm, which used to be a bustling port city, my hometown was more culture-related. There was a great center of learning there, and the city itself had a rich history." Her expression turned sad. "Much of what we knew about the past vanished forty years ago, but my people retained much more than those in Paradigm."
"Then why did they send you to Paradigm to look for memories, when it would have less than you did?"
"Roger, you have to understand that our two cities are very different. Paradigm had a different past, so there would be things hidden there that weren't in our own. That, and we wanted to be sure Rosewater couldn't stumble across anything that might further his own purposes." Angel finished off the last of her food, and stood. "Now I think we should get moving again. We've wasted too much time already."
"So what does this button do?"
"Well, in Big O, it switches my stick button between pile-driver and grappler. Since this robot has neither of those weapons, I'm not sure what it would do."
"Why don't we just push it and find out?" The two Megadeuces had been forced to stop for a short while, so certain critical components didn't overheat and burn out. Roger and Angel were examining the controls for Big Duo, trying to figure out what all of them did. Norman and Instro were back in Big O's carryspace, introduding Dorothy to the wide world of card games. With their perfect memories, Roger guessed the androids would bring Norman down quickly, but would stalemate against each other. Meanwhile, he had to make sure Angel didn't set off the self-destruct mechanism or something of equal consequences.
"I wouldn't do that if I were you, Angel. Let's just go over what we do know before we start experimenting."
"You take all the fun out of life, Mr. Gentleman. What about these over here?"
"Well, for me they open the idividual missile racks and fire them singly, and the big one fires them all. I know Big Duo has its own missiles, but I don't know quite how it will respond..."
Dorothy eyed Norman and Instro over the top of her cards. She glanced down at her own, studied them for a moment, then looked up again. "Do you have any queens?"
Norman peeked at his own cards. "Go Fish, Miss Dorothy."
She pursed her lips and began removing cards from the deck.
"I must admit, though, that you would have the perfect face for poker, If you wish to learn that game."
Dorothy found the card she had been searching for, and placed her hand on the table upside-down. "I would prefer to master this one first, Norman, but thank you. Your turn."
Later, the three humans enjoyed the finest meal Norman could prepare, while Dorothy and Instro attempted a duet on the piano.
"So Angel, what can you tell us about our destination?" asked Roger for the fifth time.
Angel downed another fork-full of pasta. "Well, unlike Paradigm, which used to be a bustling port city, my hometown was more culture-related. There was a great center of learning there, and the city itself had a rich history." Her expression turned sad. "Much of what we knew about the past vanished forty years ago, but my people retained much more than those in Paradigm."
"Then why did they send you to Paradigm to look for memories, when it would have less than you did?"
"Roger, you have to understand that our two cities are very different. Paradigm had a different past, so there would be things hidden there that weren't in our own. That, and we wanted to be sure Rosewater couldn't stumble across anything that might further his own purposes." Angel finished off the last of her food, and stood. "Now I think we should get moving again. We've wasted too much time already."