Art by  FatTato

Given the temp-status of Sai's employment, the fox's work as a test subject for Voltaire Technologies was somewhat...sporadic. Sai could never get a good read on I.S.A.A.C given the nature of the bizarre AI. The fox reported for a day's worth of testing, quickly whisked away to a planetarium or observatory of some kind -- the surrounding walls of the room projecting a nebula for an unknown purpose.

"Ah! Forgot something, slick!" I.S.A.A.C called out, robotic appendages suddenly lunging for each of Sai's wrists and ankles. The fox panicked as they were held captive and bound within the metallic digits, as another hand appeared with a ray-gun looking device in hand. The gun shot twice with a buzzing pew-pew, disintegrating the vulpine's clothes into pathetic little wisps of burnt, shredded fabrics.

Sai could do nothing as they were held firmly in place with naught but their tightey-whiteys to their name. This was sure to be a long day of testing for the unfortunate lab-fox.