[hr][hr][center][img]https://i.postimg.cc/Mp9GmbFg/image.png[/img][hr][hr][b][color=bc8dbf]Location:[/color][/b] Catwalk 
[b][color=bc8dbf]Skills:[/color][/b] N/A [hr][/center]	Vinnie frowned a bit, something in Cal's plan didn't quite add up to her. The aliens had to have cameras or something to monitor them at all times. They would know that Noah... She didn't want to voice the thought. They would see Y2K at some point, even if the robot was supposedly dead at the bottom. Was there a blindspot in the cameras? Could they just hide Y2K in the pipes, even though that had nearly killed Luke earlier? She bit her lip and paced back and forth for a minute, filled with jitters and nerves. Nothing was making sense. Nothing was safe. She couldn't even think of a safe course of action. 

	Manny performed the surgery and Vinnie felt a little green as she watched. Y2K wasn't human, but they were still a living being. They could all easily end up like them, trapped in a body that didn't make any sense, subjected to the will of their captors. It was enough to make Vinnie want to throw herself over the ledge, to drown in all of this melancholy and take the easy way out. [color=bc8dbf]"I-is there a blindspot in the cameras?"[/color] Vinnie asked quietly. She assumed that there had to be cameras where they all had woken up earlier. [hr]	[color=d86615]"Could say the same to you, Lana,"[/color] Raynor told her gruffly. She wasn't at all like he had remembered her. She wasn't the sweet little shy bookworm he had fallen in love with. It was like seeing a stranger possessing her body, a vicious mockery of who Sparks had once been.