http://brainy-bot.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] brainy-bot.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] trans_92009-09-16 03:19 pm

Better Living Through Reckless Experimentation [Open]

Brainiac 5 hasn't been outside of his area of the labs much of late, preferring to keep working if at all possible and finding it easier than most others since he doesn't need to break for food or rest nearly as often as organic crew members do. Not to mention that the last few times he'd ventured outside, he'd gotten caught up in an altercation and, earlier, run into a particularly irritating girl who'd compared him to a vegetable of all things.

Therefore he's determined to stay in here where the company is infinitely better and continue working on his experiments in power sources. He's not, despite what others might think, sulking. He's simply working on something that requires a lot of concentration and--

His sensors beep faintly. Apparently his work requires slightly more attention than he's been giving it, because it's about to overload.

"Oh," he says. He has just enough time to throw up a forcefield around the device, his work station, and, by proxy, himself, so that nothing else in the area is going to get damaged. And then it explodes.

He thinks that the forcefield contained the worst of it before it gave out, but he's not entirely sure because he's busy describing a near perfect arc through the area before colliding heavily with the door. Which promptly opens and dumps him out in the hallway.

"Ow," he mutters. This really isn't turning out to be his day. Or week.

[identity profile] madeofwyn.livejournal.com 2009-09-27 01:18 pm (UTC)(link)
"Well, big red buttons are usually either activate or self-destruct, and it might end up being both in this case, but anyway." Wyn says, slightly faster than normal. She gingerly pushes the aforementioned big red button-- and waits.

[identity profile] madeofwyn.livejournal.com 2009-09-28 05:10 pm (UTC)(link)
"Oh f--" Wyn hits the floor as soon as she hears B5's warning, covering her head with her hands protectively (and she should really be a little bit more disturbed that she's gotten so good at dodging explosions, but there isn't time right now.)

"I should be asking you, you're the one who got thrown across the room again." she says, sitting up slowly. VV (who had enough sense to get as far away from the explosion as he could) hovers protectively over B5, managing to look very concerned for a small floating disk.

[identity profile] madeofwyn.livejournal.com 2009-09-29 10:29 pm (UTC)(link)
"That would be one of the advantages of being a hyper-advanced robot from the future." Wyn says with a grin to match B5's, taking his hand and pulling herself up.

"Well, that was fun." she continues brightly as she unpins the shield generator and hands it back. "Sorry it didn't work out, though."
Edited 2009-09-29 22:36 (UTC)

[identity profile] madeofwyn.livejournal.com 2009-09-30 11:54 pm (UTC)(link)
Wyn winces. "I, um... right. Sorry." Her apology sounds a bit inadequate, even to her, but there's not much else she can say.

"Well, unless you need any more help, I'll be on my way then." she continues, recovering her smile (even if it is a little smaller than it was before).