Not good. Not good at all.

Lynn's costume had been compromised, and her feelings slowly turned from pure irritation to worry. This really wasn't an ideal spot to try and fix her costume, but with the cosplay repair room being far way, Lynn tried to make due with her corner.

The suit had to be fixed. What she had on barely qualified as underwear. So she looked over the mess of wires in the box, and the mess of wires that had been pulled out. This was not going to be easy.

"Okay... I think this one goes here..." Lynn said to herself, taking the end of one wire and plugging it in. "And it lead to here..." One connection was made, although she had no real way to know for sure if it was right until it was completely put back together. Her state of near nudity made it very difficult to concentrate.

Lynn then picked up another wire, and tried to guess where to attach it. She found a spot to plug it in, and then plugged it into another. When the connection was made, there was a spark!

"Ah!" Lynn jumped back at the small, just sudden flash accompanied by a loud popping noise. Clearly, her wiring was wrong, and something else had went wrong besides a short circuit! The suit had began to move on it's own, going rigid in some spots, and flattening in others. Then it seemed to shrink, like it was meant to tighten around it's wearer.

Only, it didn't have a wearer. Instead the suit tightened in it's rigid state, and the materials it was made of looked heavily strained and continued to get smaller.

"No no no! Stop!" Lynn said, reaching towards the control box, only to be greeted by another snap to stop her. Then the snapping stopped, and a little bit of smoke started to come out of the back. Was her suit about to catch fire!?

Her hard work, and more importantly, her only easily accessed clothing, were in serious trouble, and things were going to get a lot worse if she didn't act quickly.

"Fuck... fuck... FUCK!" Lynn said looking around for something she could quickly use. She then noticed the gloves, which hadn't been shrunk by the suits current. The barely dressed girl grabbed that and used it to push some of the wires out of the sockets. The sparks and the little bit of smoke had stopped.

"Phew," she wiped a little sweat off her forehead. She had prevented further damage to her costume and stopped a fire, which was good. The problem she faced now was that repairing that box was clearly above her head.

To make matters worse, the costume wasn't loosening like it was supposed to when the current was lost. It remained in it's shrunken state. Now, normally it was supposed to skin tight, but it had shrunken far more than it was supposed to. A girl that was half Lynn's size would have trouble squeezing into that suit.

"Damn it..." Lynn cursed under her breath, and took another glance around the MEKA to ensure she was still unnoticed.