by Archer, Lexi
“I’m afraid I don’t mistress, but that’s why you’re the brains of this operation,” CORVAC said.
I decided to ignore the electronic undercurrent of sarcasm that went along with that statement. I’d let him get his little jabs in.
“What that means is she exerted force on that ship,” I explained.
“And it disintegrated,” CORVAC said.
“Exactly! She applied too much pressure to one point, more than the structure of that ship could handle, and so it shattered right down the middle where she was pushing on it. Don’t you see what this means? It’s basic Newtonian physics. The third law! I can’t believe it’s that simple!”
“I’m afraid I still don’t follow mistress,” CORVAC said.
“Well that’s why I’m the brains behind this operation,” I said. I wasn’t above getting my own sarcastic jabs in, after all. CORVAC paused, and then I swear he let out the electronic equivalent of a harrumph.
“Basic physics CORVAC. Objects exert force on each other. Fialux pushes on a ship with her super powers and the ship can’t push back on her with equal force so it breaks up. She might be able to fly, she might be ridiculously strong, but ultimately all of her super powers come down to her exerting force on the world around her!”
“Well yes,” CORVAC said. “That’s obvious.”
“So she has all these things she can exert force upon. The air. Skyscrapers. Unfortunate villains who get in her way. She can do that weird molecule shimmering thing that causes her to fly. She can use her super strength to throw things around. But what if we created a situation where there was nothing for her to interact with? What if there was nothing for her to apply force to?”
“”Are you suggesting some sort of inert field that removes her ability to interact with the outside world?”
I held up a triumphant finger. “That’s exactly what I’m talking about! Teleport one of my suits over here, I have to get to work.”
A suit materialized on my workbench. I glanced up to the hologram of Fialux floating above me. She was smiling down with a triumphant expression on her face, and she looked absolutely gorgeous. I smiled up at that hologram. Not a pleasant smile. If only she knew what she was in for.
“Mistress?”
“Yes CORVAC?”
“Are we taking development time away from the robot?”
“You bet your electronic ass we are,” I said.
“How are you going to do it?”
“I figure we modify the inertial dampeners somehow, unless you have a better idea,” I said.
“That’s exactly what I was thinking, mistress,” CORVAC said.
“Thought so,” I muttered.
“What was that mistress?”
“Nothing,” I said.
I smiled as I started working on one of my suits. Started pulling out the inertial dampening unit. I would have to figure out a way to amplify the power a hell of a lot, and a way to project it rather than having a unit built into my suit to that generated a localized field to protect me when the laws of physics threatened to turn my insides to mush. But those were trivial problems. I figured it would take me a week or two at most to work out all the kinks and take it on its first test run. Hopefully on its only test run.
I grinned up at the holographic projection of Fialux. Beautiful, gorgeous Fialux. And for once I wasn’t thinking of how tempting it would be to kiss those lips. How amazing it would feel to have her body pressed against mine. No, all I was thinking about was how glorious it was going to be when I caught her in my modified anti-Newtonian field (name still under development) where her powers wouldn’t do her a damn bit of good.
Oh yes, Night Terror was going to be on top again. And it was going to be glorious.
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