Summary: After being kidnapped by the Junkions, Whirligig is rescued in a rather... anti climatic fashion. Mosaic stiffens a bit and a dual barrelled gun falls into her hand. With a click, one of the barrels falls into place. "Subject...Whirligig. Located." Mosaic says, "Whirligig...are you here of your own volition?" Mosaic nods and clicks another button on her arm. "So, you're saying that they brought you here to cure them? Mosaic seems surprised by that. "They DONT want to be cured?" She lifts her gun again, almost by reflex. "Have you seen the cog? do you know where it is?:" Mosaic hmms