I'm starting to get sick of saying this, but....
I don't own Big O
I don't own the characters
I am not making money
Lawyers, begone!
Act 26: Watery Grave
Roger and Jazmin were arguing over some fine point or other of Megadeuce design when Angel entered the room. Dorothy leaned against the wall, a look of curiosity and amusement adorning her face. Norman, taking a day off from research and maintenance, and Malcom, Jazmin's mute mechanic, sat in a pair of recliners, occasionally laughing at one of their friend's arguments. Roger looked up to see Angel in the doorway, and his smile faltered. He downed the last of his martini in one swift gulp, placed his glass on the table, and leaned back on the couch, hands behind his head.
"So, Miss Angel, come to join us in our discussion? I'm sure Jazmin here could find something about Big Duo that needs improving." Jazmin shot him a death glare.
Angel smiled. "No, actually, I'm afraid I can't. Roger, can I speak with you for a moment?"
The Negotiator raised an eyebrow and rose to follow her. The rest of the room's occupants exchanged looks.
"Alright, Angel, what is it. What'd I do this time?" He put his hands in his pockets and braced for another recitation of the Angelic codes.
"It's not something you did, Roger. Rosewater has sent a ship out into the ocean. It's not far from shore, but David and I agree that it's probably looking for something." She turned to the window. "What, we don't know, but it's something deep on the sea floor." Angel turned back to him. "They're using those same suits from our little adventure in the bay."
Roger frowned. "Oh, you mean the Sea Titan incedent, right? Do you think they're trying to dig up another Megadeuce?"
"Well, we still don't know where that one that attacked Jazmin came from. There wasn't much we could discern from the wreckage, seeing as how both missiles detonated when it crashed."
Roger didn't bat an eyebrow. "Oops."
Angel glared at him. "We're sending out our own ship to see what Paradigm's up to. If it poses no threat, we'll let them have their fun. But if it does..." She let the threat hang in the air.
"I see. And I take it you want me to go along for the ride?"
"I had something like that in mind, yes. Remember, Roger, both you and Dorothy can operate faultlessly in even very deep water. And we don't happen to have any diving suits of our own, so..."
"I'm not sure I like where this is headed, Angel."
She gave him a feral grin.
I don't own Big O
I don't own the characters
I am not making money
Lawyers, begone!
Act 26: Watery Grave
Roger and Jazmin were arguing over some fine point or other of Megadeuce design when Angel entered the room. Dorothy leaned against the wall, a look of curiosity and amusement adorning her face. Norman, taking a day off from research and maintenance, and Malcom, Jazmin's mute mechanic, sat in a pair of recliners, occasionally laughing at one of their friend's arguments. Roger looked up to see Angel in the doorway, and his smile faltered. He downed the last of his martini in one swift gulp, placed his glass on the table, and leaned back on the couch, hands behind his head.
"So, Miss Angel, come to join us in our discussion? I'm sure Jazmin here could find something about Big Duo that needs improving." Jazmin shot him a death glare.
Angel smiled. "No, actually, I'm afraid I can't. Roger, can I speak with you for a moment?"
The Negotiator raised an eyebrow and rose to follow her. The rest of the room's occupants exchanged looks.
"Alright, Angel, what is it. What'd I do this time?" He put his hands in his pockets and braced for another recitation of the Angelic codes.
"It's not something you did, Roger. Rosewater has sent a ship out into the ocean. It's not far from shore, but David and I agree that it's probably looking for something." She turned to the window. "What, we don't know, but it's something deep on the sea floor." Angel turned back to him. "They're using those same suits from our little adventure in the bay."
Roger frowned. "Oh, you mean the Sea Titan incedent, right? Do you think they're trying to dig up another Megadeuce?"
"Well, we still don't know where that one that attacked Jazmin came from. There wasn't much we could discern from the wreckage, seeing as how both missiles detonated when it crashed."
Roger didn't bat an eyebrow. "Oops."
Angel glared at him. "We're sending out our own ship to see what Paradigm's up to. If it poses no threat, we'll let them have their fun. But if it does..." She let the threat hang in the air.
"I see. And I take it you want me to go along for the ride?"
"I had something like that in mind, yes. Remember, Roger, both you and Dorothy can operate faultlessly in even very deep water. And we don't happen to have any diving suits of our own, so..."
"I'm not sure I like where this is headed, Angel."
She gave him a feral grin.