Caretaker handed her a device. "Press the button, but be ready to leave here immeditly if you do. You shouldn't have too much trouble though. If all goes well, I'll be back in a couple of weeks, hopefully with a sanctuary and better laid plans." He turned to go and then turned back. "Oh, one more thing. The computer terminal in the main living area has a text only link to the Sages Nexus, Patchwork Earth and a couple of other places. Use it sparingly, but if you do contact friends, obviously, don't tell them your location, but you may want to alert them to the Caretaker threat, but be careful if you do."
He turned away again and was gone.
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Out in the Multiverse, Caretaker once again plunged home, but in a controlled trajectory, he had one more stop to make . . . in the Dragonball universe.
When he was done there, he left, this time making no attempt to conceal his exit from his brethern. Instead, he crossed his arms and spoke.
"Log on Caretaker, Dale, Matthew, Agent class. ID Three thee one Ro Alpha Niner."
Before him manifested a small image of what appeared to be an octopus with one eye.
"ID name verfied," it said. "The Agent will report."
Will report? That was new. "I've located three targets," Dale said out loud. "One target has been terminated, two remain at large and have gone to ground."
The head was silent, the eye blinking at him. "The Agent will speak to Superior Officer." Then it vanished. A moment later, his boss was there, or an image of him, anyway.
"What's this about Targets being left alive? Dale, what have you been doing for the past week?"
Trying to save the multiverse from all of you, Dale thought to himself. "These are clever and tricky Sues," he said out loud. "They've done their research. I'll get them, but I'd like to take a recharge cycle first."
Dale was one of the few Caretakers wiling to spend any length of time in the Dragonball Universe, even to the point of immersing himself in it. He enjoyed the madness.
"It should only have taken you a day at most. Tear them out of there."
"But the protocols--"
"What protocols? The Lady has never set protocols. It interferes with Her work."
Dale thought fast. "I recieved a memo that we were to avoid judicious use of power to keep disruptions down."
"A prank, no doubt."
"It came from Elder Klepp's office, or so it said."
"I'll attend to it. Take your recharge and then I want those Sues in containment and on my desk. In Eris' name."
"Pax Discordia," Dale replied, hoping that was the correct response.
The Warden nodded and vanished, and the one-eyed octopus returned. Evidentally so.
"Log off," Dale snapped and the interface Daemon vanished.
Somehow, Dale doubted that the real Eris was behind this, but three things were now clear; Why he'd been spared, why they wanted Troven dead, and why they wanted Sues.
Dale rushed home. He had plans to make . . . after some sleep.
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He turned away again and was gone.
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Out in the Multiverse, Caretaker once again plunged home, but in a controlled trajectory, he had one more stop to make . . . in the Dragonball universe.
When he was done there, he left, this time making no attempt to conceal his exit from his brethern. Instead, he crossed his arms and spoke.
"Log on Caretaker, Dale, Matthew, Agent class. ID Three thee one Ro Alpha Niner."
Before him manifested a small image of what appeared to be an octopus with one eye.
"ID name verfied," it said. "The Agent will report."
Will report? That was new. "I've located three targets," Dale said out loud. "One target has been terminated, two remain at large and have gone to ground."
The head was silent, the eye blinking at him. "The Agent will speak to Superior Officer." Then it vanished. A moment later, his boss was there, or an image of him, anyway.
"What's this about Targets being left alive? Dale, what have you been doing for the past week?"
Trying to save the multiverse from all of you, Dale thought to himself. "These are clever and tricky Sues," he said out loud. "They've done their research. I'll get them, but I'd like to take a recharge cycle first."
Dale was one of the few Caretakers wiling to spend any length of time in the Dragonball Universe, even to the point of immersing himself in it. He enjoyed the madness.
"It should only have taken you a day at most. Tear them out of there."
"But the protocols--"
"What protocols? The Lady has never set protocols. It interferes with Her work."
Dale thought fast. "I recieved a memo that we were to avoid judicious use of power to keep disruptions down."
"A prank, no doubt."
"It came from Elder Klepp's office, or so it said."
"I'll attend to it. Take your recharge and then I want those Sues in containment and on my desk. In Eris' name."
"Pax Discordia," Dale replied, hoping that was the correct response.
The Warden nodded and vanished, and the one-eyed octopus returned. Evidentally so.
"Log off," Dale snapped and the interface Daemon vanished.
Somehow, Dale doubted that the real Eris was behind this, but three things were now clear; Why he'd been spared, why they wanted Troven dead, and why they wanted Sues.
Dale rushed home. He had plans to make . . . after some sleep.