Down periscope! Dive dive dive! [open, btw. come talk to the grouchy green genius, newbies]

[cabbage-butt.livejournal.com]

Anyone who ventures near the bathrooms will hear odd, strained clanking noises, to the point of possibly making some wonder if one of the Transformers is trying to go and having a hard time of it.

This is not a sign of one of the 'bots on board needing more robo-fiber, however.

Brainiac 5 is up to something.

Surprisingly, his techie hijinks are something he's been ordered to do--Jaime, the one in charge of the team trying to open up more of the ship has tasked him with building things to scout out where the waste goes, to use that to find out more about Stacy's hidden structures and ductwork, and that's exactly what he's doing--building an array in the bathroom to control and track the sensor-bots he's about to send where the sun don't shine.

"Hmm...still losing signal strength..."

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[shes-intense.livejournal.com]

"Hey, with you I never know!"

She crouches down and peers at him curiously.

"So... why the bathroom? Is it the acoustics? The ambiance?"

[cabbage-butt.livejournal.com]

"It would be the open access ports to Stacy's systems."

He's shoving stuff up Stacy's bum basically, Brenda.

For science.

"The life of a scientist is not a glamorous one."

[shes-intense.livejournal.com]

"...so, no offense if I don't stick around for this one? I gave up on flushing things down toilets for science after Paco and Jaime and I destroyed the Reyes' bathroom trying to make a volcano with vinegar baking soda and red food coloring."

Red food coloring stained white porcelain REALLY badly, incidentally. Bianca had been sooooo mad.