A door opens in the side of the old Hook and Ladder No. 8 building, and Ray stepped through. Holding the door open, he gestured for the others to follow him into the alley.
Bonnie let Karr drive. She trusted him, and if any male didn't need directions, it was him. "Stay calm," she murmured to him, a hand lifting to rub over his dash. "We'll deal with this a bit at a time."
A glance into the side mirror showed Kitt falling in behind them. It would be rather hard for the New Yorkers to miss two 82 Trans Ams in convoy with one another, but they went on like it was normal business.
Then Bonnie asked what might've been a fateful question. "...Are they moving toward us or waiting?"
"No," Michelle agreed, "it really doesn't. Pretty hostile, in fact." She glanced out the window. "We need to find out what's going on, but I'd feel better with a more secure position- this is a Burger King parking lot, for cripes' sake. Somewhere a little less public." She paused. "They're on the move already, aren't they."
"They are," he said to Michelle. "And moving rather quickly. Where do you suggest we go?"
The Milliways KARR, meanwhile just growled at the rubbing and the question. "They aren't moving yet. I wouldn't be ssurprised if they started to. That's what I would do."
"That salt repository we passed on the way here- nobody but the highway department pays attention to those during the summer months, and there's cover. And multiple exits."
Somehow, the concept that there were two KARRs in this world struck Tony as worrisome. Oh, he liked KARR. KARR was his friend. But KARR was a violent and ruthless entity, and two of them in the same place might mean nothing but destruction. Turning to Bonnie, he asks, “Got a good feeling about this?”
Bonnie exhaled as she sat there, watching the route and considering.
"There's Karr here, and Karr there." She pointed out the windsheild. "The difference is that Karr, there, is - like Kitt said... he's the primary Knight AI here. We have no idea how he'll react to seeing Kitt. Even though it was Kitt he first detected.
"Good feeling... maybe not. But I'm not as on guard as I thought I'd be, either."
Ray ran a hand over his face. "As long as we're on our way," he said, "I don't suppose you're picking up any other signs of possible hostiles? Or support vehicles, or anybody else we should be careful about? I don't know how these things work..."
"It's a site I would have chosen," said Kitt. "It has both cover and multiple exits. It seems they are no more confrontational than we - and on their guard."
Kitt had learned a lot since his first release into the field.
"Karr, I believe you should enter first. You've been detected, and they expect you."
Even if what they really expected was a car looking like him.
KARR drove forward towards one of the entrances, slowing slightly. His scanner, however, sped up when he saw a car that looked exactly like he had, its red scanner moving steadily.
"...I think he might be more confused than we thought, if he thinks he's me," Michelle's KARR finally said. "The scanner and the paint are wrong."
"Hello," he finally said. It was KARR's old voice, before salt water had warped it. The cartoon-inclined would notice that he sounded like Optimus Prime.
Michelle shook her head. "No kidding," she murmured. "That, or someone wasn't particularly careful when they tried to make a second copy of your programming from that old backup."
This could very easily turn messy, though she had no desire to see it go to pieces. Not now. Not with things so tense already.
Ray, for his part, did his absolute best not to snicker at the sound of the voice. Fortunately, only Kitt was likely to hear it.
Kitt didn't bother scolding Ray. Instead, as he drove up beside Karr, he remained quiet.
Black facing black. It was a recent memory for Kitt. One that almost chilled him. He remembered this situation before. This, he hoped, would be more pleasant.
His scanner whispered side to side. The moment of truth.
Bonnie went quiet. This was going to be a telling moment. "Not too close," she warned needlessly, watching, looking at the other driver for some sort of visual cue.
"...Oh dear," KARR finally said to Michelle once he found his voice. He backed up slightly as he saw Kitt, and his scanner flared, speeding up until it was nothing but a blur. "Kitt?" he said, speaking slowly. "Kitt, please don't hurt anyone. We don't want to fight with you."
[Apparently, they think you're the dangerous one,] the Milliways KARR sent to Kitt. [Interesting.]
Tony? Welcome to the Twilight Zone. Or yet another dimension in the Twilight Zone. Things had been reversed—now KITT was the dangerous one, not KARR. He glances over to Bonnie. “Shit, let’s hope they don’t call for back-up. And KARR, better not do anything to provoke them,” he adds cautiously.
"I am unable to hallucinate, and even if I could, I don't think we would see the same thing," KARR said to Michelle, attempting to keep a semi-level head despite the situation. "Who are you? And why are you with Kitt?"
"You don't listen very well, do you? I am the Knight Automated Roving Robot-KARR. And Kitt is with me because this was a joint trip."
"Even his voice isn't right," KARR muttered. "You do not make any sense."
"Well, travel to another universe generally doesn't."
"...You are insane."
The Milliways KARR just revved his engine a bit at that. So much for keeping calm. "Bonnie, what are you doing? Get back in here!" he hissed.
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Date: 2005-08-05 03:27 am (UTC)You cannot be that AI. I am the Knight Automated Roving Robot. You must be mistaken.
If I'm mistaken, then you're a damned Pinto. I am, and things will be explained soon enough.
To Michelle, the other KARR sighed. "..I don't think that sounds very good."
Meanwhile in New York, KARR had taken Kitt's advice and started moving. "Let's get this over with."
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Date: 2005-08-05 03:32 am (UTC)A glance into the side mirror showed Kitt falling in behind them. It would be rather hard for the New Yorkers to miss two 82 Trans Ams in convoy with one another, but they went on like it was normal business.
Then Bonnie asked what might've been a fateful question. "...Are they moving toward us or waiting?"
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Date: 2005-08-05 03:42 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-08-05 03:53 am (UTC)The Milliways KARR, meanwhile just growled at the rubbing and the question. "They aren't moving yet. I wouldn't be ssurprised if they started to. That's what I would do."
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Date: 2005-08-05 03:59 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-08-05 04:01 am (UTC)He let the sentence hang. Most of the ones gathered understood what it meant.
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Date: 2005-08-05 04:10 am (UTC)"And I thought my family reunions were weird."
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Date: 2005-08-05 04:17 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-08-05 04:17 am (UTC)"They're moving," the Milliways KARR announced. "And it's still possible that Kitt might exist here in a different form." Or state, such as 'dead'.
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Date: 2005-08-05 04:27 am (UTC)"There's Karr here, and Karr there." She pointed out the windsheild. "The difference is that Karr, there, is - like Kitt said... he's the primary Knight AI here. We have no idea how he'll react to seeing Kitt. Even though it was Kitt he first detected.
"Good feeling... maybe not. But I'm not as on guard as I thought I'd be, either."
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Date: 2005-08-05 04:44 am (UTC)Kitt had learned a lot since his first release into the field.
"Karr, I believe you should enter first. You've been detected, and they expect you."
Even if what they really expected was a car looking like him.
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Date: 2005-08-05 04:55 am (UTC)That might've been a joke. Might've.
KARR drove forward towards one of the entrances, slowing slightly. His scanner, however, sped up when he saw a car that looked exactly like he had, its red scanner moving steadily.
"...I think he might be more confused than we thought, if he thinks he's me," Michelle's KARR finally said. "The scanner and the paint are wrong."
"Hello," he finally said. It was KARR's old voice, before salt water had warped it. The cartoon-inclined would notice that he sounded like Optimus Prime.
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Date: 2005-08-05 05:00 am (UTC)This could very easily turn messy, though she had no desire to see it go to pieces. Not now. Not with things so tense already.
Ray, for his part, did his absolute best not to snicker at the sound of the voice. Fortunately, only Kitt was likely to hear it.
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Date: 2005-08-05 05:07 am (UTC)Black facing black. It was a recent memory for Kitt. One that almost chilled him. He remembered this situation before. This, he hoped, would be more pleasant.
His scanner whispered side to side. The moment of truth.
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Date: 2005-08-05 05:09 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-08-05 05:14 am (UTC)[Apparently, they think you're the dangerous one,] the Milliways KARR sent to Kitt. [Interesting.]
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Date: 2005-08-05 05:30 am (UTC)Kitt... dangerous? Ray had one hell of a strange reality.
"Keep this calm."
But then, Bonnie opened Karr's door, beginning to step out.
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Date: 2005-08-05 05:31 am (UTC)"You don't listen very well, do you? I am the Knight Automated Roving Robot-KARR. And Kitt is with me because this was a joint trip."
"Even his voice isn't right," KARR muttered. "You do not make any sense."
"Well, travel to another universe generally doesn't."
"...You are insane."
The Milliways KARR just revved his engine a bit at that. So much for keeping calm. "Bonnie, what are you doing? Get back in here!" he hissed.
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Date: 2005-08-05 05:36 am (UTC)If anyone around here could possibly convey the alternate-universe issue, he figured it was probably him. But Bonnie sort of made the point moot.
He slid down behind the wheel and tried not to be seen.
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