Bob, Guardian 452 of System Mainframe (
mendanddefend_archive) wrote2008-12-04 03:54 pm
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It's been a relatively calm cycle. No Games, only one Tear, and--miracle of miracles--Dot actually has all her paperwork done before supper. Both she and Bob have a chance to just relax and put their feet up for the evening.
[where's that ominous music coming from?]
[where's that ominous music coming from?]
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Both feet are up on the couch, and Dot is resting, only resting her head on Bob's shoulder as the vid-window plays the evening SIT-COMs.
All is calm and right with the Net. There's even COCOA warming up on the stove slowly, no real hurry for it.
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Wait.
Something's not right.
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"Bob? What is it?"
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Oh spam.
He rises to his feet. "Dot," he murmurs without looking back, "I want you to stay very still, understand?"
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"Bob..."
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"I know you're there," he says to the empty air. "There's no point hiding."
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He's tall and almost skeletally thin, with an insectoid face and hollow, sunken eyes. He wears no clothing except for the odd pack strapped to his back and the voice synthesizer hooked around his mouthparts.
"You are more perceptive than when we last met, Guardian," he rasps as the rip in cyberspace shrinks back to nothing behind him.
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Also, Mairi's got some choice near-screeching baby-keytool babble going now now that the scarything is closeby.
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In that it's shorter than she is and extremely vicious if the look she's giving Lens through the energy-sheild (which may well be for HIS protection come to think of it).
"You file-send a single BIT of information to the press," Her voice, unlike Bob's, is definitely growling, "And I will end your file."
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She's not taken her eyes off of Lens the entire time, she's been talking.
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"I have gathered the data which the Guild requested. Now, if you will indulge my own curiosity..." He's addressing Bob now. "Do the Guardians still consider you one of their own?"
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He bows, and the hole in the air reopens just long enough to swallow him up again.
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"Bob?"
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...that's not what she's worried about and he knows it.
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"He had a point."
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( "My daughter is not a science project." )
( "Don't look at me. I'm just saying you'd better tell anyone who thinks to prod her this. Because. I have an unsettling feeling they might try it." )
"...yeah, he did."
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"Lens was giving us information he wasn't supposed to, I think." She says after a long moment. "I think, that he had all the information that the Guild wanted, the moment you threw the sheild over me."
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Lens did not have to report Talon dead, when infact the old coot was still alive and processing.
"...he could even get in trouble with the Guild, for doing what he just did."
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:: Mairi... I promise you, I'll do whatever it takes to keep you safe. I promise. ::
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"I think Mairi sensed Lens as well..." Dot murmurs softly. "He scared her."
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He lays a hand gently on his wife's pregnant belly.
:: It's okay, Mairi, he's gone. It's all gonna be okay. ::
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Eventually though...the little spark dows calm down and just...babble at Dad for a bit to be sure he's hearing her, before nodding off.
By then, Dot is much the same way. Fear is exhausting, after all. "Let's go to bed early tonight."
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Tomorrow is going to be another day to think more on what has just happened.
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It'll be a while before Bob gets to sleep tonight, though.