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[notlewis]

Luis had already been all over the medical bay, poking and prodding at things, messing with the tools and generally trying to get a sense of what all new toys he'd have to play with if the opportunity arose. The presence of patients made him feel guilty and he ended up stepping out after the wounded from the little skirmish had been brought in (besides, Leon's one friend was extremely hot and Luis felt like leering at her while she was unconscious was extremely creepy.)

That brought him to the special weapons division down the hall. An engineering department... seemed there were no general science labs. That was a shame. Oh well, he'd have to make do with two massive rooms full of fun and interesting scientific tools that he had no idea how to use, but very, very much wanted to learn.

You could find the self-proclaimed Spanish Stallion of Science putting his hands on literally everything in the special weapons division this afternoon, highly engrossed in his work of doing nothing productive but dreaming of all the science he could be up to in here.

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[notlewis]

"You know, that's a really good question," Luis said in that fake bright voice again. "I'd actually like to know myself, seeing as I don't have two tenths of a clue what's going on around here, how I got here or why I am here in the first place. If you know who I could ask, that would be fantastic."

[brainy-bot.livejournal.com]

Brainiac 5 gives a huge, over the top, exasperated sigh. "You're on Stacy, which is some kind of vast ship that has seen fit to abduct people from different places in space and time and store them in the pod chambers. Occasionally she releases groups of us, claiming we're needed for some kind of advanced purpose and not really explaining anything beyond that. Sometimes we're sent out on missions, though I don't believe anyone has figured out why as of yet."

He pauses, looking over the remains of his experiments and trying to remember when it was last he took a break from working. Deciding that the answer is 'too long', he turns back to address Luis once more. "Congratulations, you now know about as much as anyone else does. If you have any other questions, I'd suggest taking them up with the Captain, who you may have noticed on the command list. Unlike certain other people there, he seems to be actually qualified for his job."

Checking that he isn't leaving anything important behind, Brainiac 5 heads for the door. "Now if you'll excuse me, I have other places to be."

[notlewis]

"Wonderful," Luis said cheerfully, clapping his hands and rubbing them together. "I'll be sure to talk to the captain and tell him how very helpful you've been! Now, you have a nice day, and I'll see you here bright and early tomorrow morning for a briefing on current projects."

This was not the first time Luis was going to share a lab with someone who desperately hated him. He was very used to it. In fact, he almost thought it added a little excitement to the daily grind.