Rogue

[Albert Wesker]

Troubling. Very troubling. Worrying, in fact!

Vexing, perplexing, disquieting, disturbing, irritating, concerning, and downright distressing!

This was the second time in as many outings that his operator had suddenly ceased communication in a rather alarmingly abrupt fashion. One moment they had been in the middle of a flight to assist in some exploration or other of the....the Dante Verse. Then all hell had broken loose, and the data connection between the primary presence of Cricket, the information-seeking and humor-supplying assistant to the far more taciturn soldier navi, Colonel, and the data backup which had, in a grim turn, become the primary presence of the digital assistant navi. 

"Oooooh, being reconstituted from backup data and rogue code fragments is precisely the opposite of a pleasant experience...especially when the backup is done in such haste, and so shortly after being reconstituted to begin with!" The little digital construct wailed, shaking a nondescript fist at the equally nondescript binary sky. "....sigh. I wish sometimes I were capable of breathing so that I could actually sigh and properly express just how disagreeable this entire ordeal is."

The disgruntled little helper program turned away from the rather substantial amount of nothing occupying his field of vision, to survey the smoking, sparking remains of several viruses and 'cleaner' programs which had crept into the digital space that made up the connection hub for Colonel's PET on the dataverse. "I should really clean up in here. Perhaps go and explore, afterward. Have a wander around while I wait for the inevitable, and eventual, restoration of communication with my operator. Hmm..."

A broom materialized in one outstretched hand. "Well...first things first. Cleaning up and re-purposing all this loose data. It's just cluttering up the place in this state."