Full Body Inflation

"Hey!  Get back here right now!"

Doctor Chemistro, otherwise known as Nigel Simmons, was not in the best of spots.  Barely twenty, he was book smart and a savant in matters of chemistry, but lacking in street smarts and not at all prone to standing up for himself.  Thus, he found himself in with the wrong crowd and part of a criminal plot, being told that bank robbery was acceptable because the money was insured and thus no one would really lose money.  In retrospect, it was a terrible idea.

So far, so good. I've gotten in without triggering any alarms, the display glass around the target is cheap, and I'm awesome robot with a wide array of tools built right in. I took a moment to admire my smooth, vaguely feminine metal form before beginning to cut a perfect little window for me to reach through and grab my quarry.

The engines on the transport rumbled as it neared the landing pad, thrusters rotating as it slowed its forward movement and settled down roughly on the metal platform.  A cadre of armed guards approached as the ramp dropped, revealing a motley crew of prisoners.  The youngest among them was Tanya, a girl barely out of her teens with short black hair with blue forelocks, wearing the orange jumpsuit she was given after her arrest mere days prior.  She fancied herself an artist, but the police of were the belief that her works were fomenting sedition against the planetary govern