Agent Lancelot

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“Um...I know time is in flux but it’s actually...” he breathed in a hiss of breath.  “Twenty-twenty.”

Roxy's jaw dropped at the revelation. "You're telling me I've been in a coma for three years or have lost my memories?" She asked, not really caring about it being the future for her.

“Yes and yes,” Tyson nodded, Riley slapping his chest with the back of her hand.

"I'd honestly rather have the bandage ripped off of than going and having it come out slowly." Roxy admitted.

"But what if it doesnt. What if we can't get my memories and I'm stuck without remembering any of my friends or anything?" She inquired, looking between the two. The young woman was terrified at the prospect of not remembering who she had become. Then she remembered something from some of her classes at University.

@glitchexmachina

“Um...I know time is in flux but it’s actually...” he breathed in a hiss of breath.  “Twenty-twenty.”

Roxy's jaw dropped at the revelation. "You're telling me I've been in a coma for three years or have lost my memories?" She asked, not really caring about it being the future for her.

“Yes and yes,” Tyson nodded, Riley slapping his chest with the back of her hand.

"I'd honestly rather have the bandage ripped off of than going and having it come out slowly." Roxy admitted.

@glitchexmachina

“Um...I know time is in flux but it’s actually...” he breathed in a hiss of breath.  “Twenty-twenty.”

Roxy's jaw dropped at the revelation. "You're telling me I've been in a coma for three years or have lost my memories?" She asked, not really caring about it being the future for her.

@glitchexmachina

Tyson had never seen such a case, and even with all the Kingsmen’s tech and all the Statesmen’s resources, it was looking like this Humpty Dumpty wouldn’t be able to be put back together again.  It would all need to advance several years worth of innovation within a few hours to save Roxy’s life.  Even with his abilities, that tech was out of this world.  Fortunately, he had something to help that was out of this world.  He worried that he’d end up using this special talent on some C-List villain initially, but fortunately this was a very noble cause.

Roxy knew enough medical info not to pull out the IV, despite the fact that she was completely disoriented and confused.

"I have flashes of memories but nothing that I can hold onto. I remember an explosion." She said, closing her eyes, trying to remember. As she did the recollection flashed before her. Her trying to get to the blast room, getting there and then black as rubble fell around her.

“It’s a complicated story, I wasn’t told much about the issue, but it involved someone creating a designer drug that would wipe out a great number of the population who used any kind of drug, even medically prescribed drugs,” Tyson tried to explain, but he didn’t even seem to understand what was going on.  The story involved Elton John for some reason, as well as Red Hood looking to put a cap in the ass of the runners of the drug that was hurting the children in his turf.  At the time, he was working on his own, but heaven help the drug runner’s organization if he had Artemis and Bizarro in tow.  They seemed to be tracing connections to Leviathan and their plan to eliminate every secret agency throughout the world.

"That sounds like something out if a spy movie." She chuckled, looking at him with a smile. More and more memories were slowly coming back to her. The mansion, the missiles getting her first Kingsman suit. "I must've been pretty important if they wanted to kill me in such a manner but I dont think I ever did drugs so why'd they come after me?" She inquired, not fully realizing who she was yet but at least her name was coming back to her.

“Or a comic book,” he shrugged.  He didn’t want to say it may have been a wrong time wrong place situation, but it seemed like they’d try to come after her one way or another.  They had sent someone to come after him, but the assassin hit a teddy bear on a shelf and...well long story short, they were still cleaning the chunky salsa that they became from the trophy room.

@glitchexmachina

Tyson had never seen such a case, and even with all the Kingsmen’s tech and all the Statesmen’s resources, it was looking like this Humpty Dumpty wouldn’t be able to be put back together again.  It would all need to advance several years worth of innovation within a few hours to save Roxy’s life.  Even with his abilities, that tech was out of this world.  Fortunately, he had something to help that was out of this world.  He worried that he’d end up using this special talent on some C-List villain initially, but fortunately this was a very noble cause.

Roxy knew enough medical info not to pull out the IV, despite the fact that she was completely disoriented and confused.

"I have flashes of memories but nothing that I can hold onto. I remember an explosion." She said, closing her eyes, trying to remember. As she did the recollection flashed before her. Her trying to get to the blast room, getting there and then black as rubble fell around her.

“It’s a complicated story, I wasn’t told much about the issue, but it involved someone creating a designer drug that would wipe out a great number of the population who used any kind of drug, even medically prescribed drugs,” Tyson tried to explain, but he didn’t even seem to understand what was going on.  The story involved Elton John for some reason, as well as Red Hood looking to put a cap in the ass of the runners of the drug that was hurting the children in his turf.  At the time, he was working on his own, but heaven help the drug runner’s organization if he had Artemis and Bizarro in tow.  They seemed to be tracing connections to Leviathan and their plan to eliminate every secret agency throughout the world.

"That sounds like something out if a spy movie." She chuckled, looking at him with a smile. More and more memories were slowly coming back to her. The mansion, the missiles getting her first Kingsman suit. "I must've been pretty important if they wanted to kill me in such a manner but I dont think I ever did drugs so why'd they come after me?" She inquired, not fully realizing who she was yet but at least her name was coming back to her.

“Or a comic book,” he shrugged.  He didn’t want to say it may have been a wrong time wrong place situation, but it seemed like they’d try to come after her one way or another.  They had sent someone to come after him, but the assassin hit a teddy bear on a shelf and...well long story short, they were still cleaning the chunky salsa that they became from the trophy room.