http://halfa-hero.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] halfa-hero.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] trans_92011-10-01 01:19 am

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Danny was, quite frankly, irritated beyond all belief. A little bit after his clone/cousin/sister Dani had been repodded, he too had been dumped back into podsleep for who knew how long. And really, it had been horrifying enough the first time. He hadn't really wanted to repeat the experience. But of course Stacy, GlaDOS, or maybe just his avia had other plans.

He stalked his way back up to Weapons and Possesions, and, diving straight into the piles of junk, started looking for his stuff.

"Nope, nope, nope, come on, where is that dang Fenton Thermos?" Danny muttered, elbow deep in a box

[identity profile] cabbage-butt.livejournal.com 2011-10-01 10:51 pm (UTC)(link)
"You'll find escape impossible. My assistant can verify for you, if necessary."
Edited 2011-10-01 22:51 (UTC)

[identity profile] shes-intense.livejournal.com 2011-10-01 11:44 pm (UTC)(link)
"Danny, I'm so sorry."

The sound came from his left where a young woman hovered at the side of the room, hands folded behind her back in a precise manner that could only have been trained into her. She was dressed in plain grey clothes that hung off her too-thin frame, her red hair chopped to a manageable length without much care for symmetry.

She looked at him with eyes empty of any hope.

"...don't fight him. You'll waste your strength. You're going to need it."

[identity profile] cabbage-butt.livejournal.com 2011-10-02 12:16 am (UTC)(link)
"You haven't given up. You're Daniel Fenton. You're one of the most irritatingly persistent beings I know," Brainiac remarked with devastating calm. "The tricks you use on your own villains won't work here, Daniel. I'm not a villain, after all."

Brainiac fired up a rather gnarly looking probe and looked at it impassively.

"I am a scientist."

[identity profile] shes-intense.livejournal.com 2011-10-02 12:25 am (UTC)(link)
Brenda flinched from the sight of the instrument, dropping her head, shoulders hunched, but she stepped forward anyway when Brainiac flicked his fingers in her direction, stopping arms reach from him.

Her words were hollow, spoken on reflex.

"What do you require, sir?"

[identity profile] cabbage-butt.livejournal.com 2011-10-02 12:44 am (UTC)(link)
"Turn on the sound nullification field," Brainiac said to Brenda. "His screams will be terribly obnoxious otherwise."

But a little pain on Danny's part was worth it to satisfy Brainy's curiosity about his physiology, wasn't it?

It was time to get to work.