#firstclu

He’s up to twenty students now, some training apprentices of their own. They are humans who put aside the title of User to become defenders, always watching, forever under siege. 

[Again, part of why I latched onto him was because he was saying some stuff that no one else in that universe was saying, talking about how Users had responsibility to the Programs and how all that power was a ethical nightmare.  So, those motivations are an integral part of the character, and shape how he’s going to view other characters. With Clu 2, they’re both taking on jobs that neither really wants, but they’re the only guys who CAN take those jobs. ]

“We’re coming up on the Argon city checkpoint, sir.”The leading security officer glanced at the sentry who’d addressed him for a fraction of a nano before his attention returned to his data-pad. He was in the process of reviewing his agenda for the microcycle, along with the personnel files of the military programs he’d be meeting. Argon was an outlying city of meager size, managed almost exclusively by rectified soldiers; the officer in charge - General Tesler - was known to be proficient, though unremarkable. It seemed they were having some issues with an insurgent program. A strange location for such a problem to occur, an out-of-the-way town– regardless,  Dyson was going ensure that they were handling it effectively. As his ship approached the loading dock, he put the data-pad away and stood– by the time they’d landed, he was waiting in front of the door, focus straight ahead. He had been expecting a program of Tesler’s rank to appear alert and introduce themselves promptly, but when the doors slid open, the General was whispering to one of the executive officers who stood with him– Pavel, was it? If he remembered correctly, that one had been a scientist before the fall of Flynn. Dyson’s eyes narrowed– he didn’t trust military programs who hadn’t always specialized in security.As far as he was concerned, the Argon officers were off to a rather careless start.“Dyson, what a wonderful surprise! To what do we owe this pleasure?”General Tesler had finally decided to pay attention. Dyson walked toward the other program at a casual pace, hands clasped behind his back, an indifferent expression on his face. “I think you know,” he said as though speaking with Tesler bored him. “I’m here to fire you– condemn you to the Games.”The look of shock that followed, and the desperate gawking of the two junior officers behind Tesler, was priceless. Dyson couldn’t help but laugh at them– panicking, trying to hide their concern. Their collective response had also given him a piece of useful information, however: they weren’t fully convinced that their methods of leadership met his standards.“I’m joking, of course– it’s just a customary review of our satellite ops. I doubt I’ll see anything to warrant that!”The Marshal focused on them from his peripheral vision as he walked past them, careful not to turn his head and let them know that he was watching– their eyes were following him with relief and skepticism. That was exactly how he wanted it… He wanted them to be afraid for their lives; terrified of making a mistake– and under the most likely conditions to make one. “There’s also the matter of the– ah, what’s his name… Renegade?”“He’s nothing,” Tesler replied in a rather unconvincing tone. “A minor nuisance.”Dyson glanced at the General over his shoulder. “Odd– because CLU hears different. Well, I guess I’ll have to see for myself.”As he walked from the loading dock further into their base of operations, the leading officer noted to himself that Tesler was having a hushed argument with his two subordinates– a sign that was not in the General’s favor. First on Dyson’s list of priorities was to review all of the surveillance footage of the Renegade… The impression he’d gotten during his introduction was that Tesler’s observational skills left much to be desired.

[honestly I think this is my best one yet]

“Oh, yes,” Alan paused, holding onto the phone receiver with one hand and writing something down on a piece of paper with the other, “uh, yes, that will be fine... No, no we don’t need any of those right now. Yes, just send up someone from maintenance as soon as possible- Oh! And be sure to tell them to go to Robert Stallwart’s office. Thanks.” He placed the phone back on its cradle and sighed. Yep, today was certainly one of those days... Alan walked to the aforementioned coworker’s desk and taped the piece of paper to a clean portion of his desk. One more thing off the list, thought Alan. He returned to his desk and saw his note: “Call a cab when done with work!” Right. He’d arrived to work by carpooling with one of his coworkers. When it was apparent that he was going to work late, he told his coworker that he’d take a cab home. Now, he was just about ready to call... Finishing up his latest project, Alan placed the call and tidied up before heading out to the front entrance. 

Well, I can’t argue that since Kevin sure didn’t.

No bias whatsoever....... no but I try to make it clear what other people REALLY SHOULD KNOW before going into everything else on the page.