Once Turbulence was gone, Nightscream figured out she could as well update her project files with her new ideas. Standing by one of the consoles, she tapped a couple keys and the screen came alive displaying [i]something[/i]. It was a design onf a cybertronian on the first glance, but on the other it didn't look quite right. The usual sharp features of their kind were dulled at some points, and on the inside, one wouldn't find any servos, only bunched up cords of what was reminiscent of organic matter.

"Hmmm... It's a really neat feature what the autobot has doen to himself. Speeds up repairs by a lot. But how do I apply it here?" The decepticon scientist thought out loud. [i]Perhaps only limit the hatches to access individual organs? Nonono. Introduces weak spots and doesn't help all that much.[/i] "But then again, perhaps something along the lines of overlaying plates?" [i]Doesn't inhibit mobility that much... unless it gets damaged, then it jams completely.[/i]

A frustrated hiss escaped form Nightscream's vents. Ever since she got her hands on that very special specimen, the seeker has been trying to incorporate the organic functions into a normal cybertronian body. The composite was a promising theory, and would theoretically allow them to live on minimal amount of energon, if they would need any at all, yet remain their usual metal-hard selves and not needing to scan only various critters to gain an alternate form.

Of course, her test subject has been less than a willing participant. As Megatron would have no doubt put it, it was to be considered an honor to be bisected for the good of the decepticon cause. Disagreeing with that statement was probably the only thing Nightscream and Blackarachnia agreed on. Well, that and their sadistic tendencies. Unfortunately for the organobot, Nightscream was the one with the lab. "How is my pet anyway? Such long stasis must be having a different effect on her than anyone else. It's about time I checked on her too." the seeker mused and tapped the controls, accessing the camera feeds from level S20.

Her next hiss was rather angered. The stasis was having a different effect indeed - weaker one, judging by the fact that apparently, 'Rachnie' was loose and looking quite hungry. Growling, Nightscream slammed her servo the the table and walked out, heading to the elevator to go deal with the problem. Linking her comm suite to the base's intercom, the whole level S20 was filled with her voice: "Oh, Rachnee? You've been bad. I'm coming to punish you! Be there in a second, feel free to run if you think it will help you!" her tone was a bit of sickening, mad sweet.