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Even with Stacy's guidance, it took Tennessee quite a while to find what she was looking for in the more restricted areas of Weapons and Possessions. There's just so damn much stuff-! But she tracked it down, finally: a benign-looking hard-shelled case sized like a coffin, sealed with a series of locks down the side and a reinforced, solid-state control panel.
As she toggles the display controls and starts punching in security codes, and as the container unseals and starts to open with a hiss, she hums dramatically.
Retrieving the shiny-slick bodysuit thing within from the preservative goop it was resting in is easy, though the slime splashes her in the process. She checks that nobody's around, then quickly strips out of her plantsuit, starting to awkwardly work her way into the suit, getting all the support equipment arranged properly against her. (The suit-or the base layer of it, anyway, as there's an assortment of sleek-fitting extra panels and attachments-is form-fitting but not skintight, given the extra thickness of it.)
The torso, the arms... finally she seals the odd segmented helmet in place, the faceplate splitting open to both sides as the suit's systems initialize. Only her face is visible now, with the blue-green mild iridescence of the suit and its slim-fitted back and leg and arm and torso hard-shell packs covering all of her.
As she toggles the display controls and starts punching in security codes, and as the container unseals and starts to open with a hiss, she hums dramatically.
Retrieving the shiny-slick bodysuit thing within from the preservative goop it was resting in is easy, though the slime splashes her in the process. She checks that nobody's around, then quickly strips out of her plantsuit, starting to awkwardly work her way into the suit, getting all the support equipment arranged properly against her. (The suit-or the base layer of it, anyway, as there's an assortment of sleek-fitting extra panels and attachments-is form-fitting but not skintight, given the extra thickness of it.)
The torso, the arms... finally she seals the odd segmented helmet in place, the faceplate splitting open to both sides as the suit's systems initialize. Only her face is visible now, with the blue-green mild iridescence of the suit and its slim-fitted back and leg and arm and torso hard-shell packs covering all of her.