Send Terri to go find something she can wear.

Lynn thought for a moment about what she could have Terri do. In a way, it was partially Terri's fault this had even happened, but she knew blaming her was going to solve nothing. Finding Joy or anyone else in the BB Brigade would have been helped. However, Lynn was completely naked right now. Something had to be done about that.

"First, I need you to find me something I can wear. I can't just run around the convention like this." Lynn said, looking around again, shifting uncomfortably and using the plush doll of Tracer to cover as much of her body as possible. "Like a T shirt. A really big T shirt."

Terri thought for a moment with her chin cradled in her hand. Then a smile appeared on her face. "I know just the place, there was a vendor that fell apart a little while ago. I'm sure there's a shirt fit for the job! I'll be right back!"

Lynn reached up and grabbed Terri's shoulder before she could turn around. "Not. That one." Lynn said through her teeth. "That guy... might be a bit mad right now. Maaaaybe go for a different vendor?"

"Well that's rather odd, I could have sworn he was yelling at someone else playing D.Va..." Terri said, again in thought. "Don't worry about it, Love! I shall find another vendor and return with haste!" The girl playing Tracer turned around and ran off, leaving Lynn alone with her plush doll.

The naked girl was, of course, eagerly waiting for a speedy return from her friend. However, her hiding place of behind the trash can felt very inadequate. She was only hidden from one side. That couldn't last forever. She needed somewhere better.

She couldn't turn to the MEKA itself. Lynn, and more importantly, her nakedness, would be visible from the inside, and the robot was currently incapable of moving with the batteries taxed to depletion. The thought of being trapped naked in there again made her lips quiver a bit.

Lynn shook her head and looked around. She couldn't go inside the MEKA, but she knew she should probably stay near it. Terri would be near it looking for her when she came back. A quick scan of the nearby surroundings spotted the woman's restroom. It was going to be a little bit of a run, but she could hold up in a privacy stall until Terri returned.

"Okay... just gotta time this carefully..." Lynn said, mentally preparing herself for a mad dash. Already her heart rate was picking up at the simple thought of exposing herself again. After a few deep breaths, she squeezed the Tracer plushie tightly and adjusted her crouching stance to prepare for a run.

There was a tapping on her shoulder.

"Ahh!" Lynn lost balance and fell over. Her hands rapidly moved to cover breasts and pussy, fidgeting in panic as the plush doll was dropped. She looked behind her and saw a disappointed Terri standing there. "Terri, what the fuck!? You scared me half to death!"

"Sorry about that, I just thought of something." Terri said with a small frown. "I don't have any money to buy you a shirt with." She patted her hips, displaying her suit's lack of pockets. "What should we do?"