Alicia had been glad that she had her suit on as well earlier.  When Maia nearly crushed Alicia’s thighs with her weight, and got way too close.  The suit protected the human from the Naga’s toxic touch.  It was such a shame about that.  The blue snake lady was very cute with such cute reactions.  A shame she couldn’t actually be touched skin to skin without killing her partner.<br/><br/>That was soon forgotten as the events led to her hearing the explanation of her part of the mission.  She just sighed and made a mental list of what she needed to put in her tool kit.  She had no idea what would be wrong at the site so she wasn’t one hundred percent sure what to use.  Maybe bring the generic toolkit?  She could strap that to her belt while she climbed.  And wouldn’t be too heavy.   She also needed some climbing equipment it sounded like.<br/><br/>Letting out another sigh she turned to go get ready.<span style="color: #006600">“I’ll meet you all out there.  I wasn’t planning on coming with this morning so I need to get my things together.  See ya in about ten minutes.”</span>With that she disappeared back into the ship.  Thinking she also needed to put her pills somewhere as well.  There were some pouches on her belt that were rarely full.  She could sacrifice a battery for her stun pistol.  Speaking of which she needed to retrieve that was well from the weapons locker.<br/><br/>As she walked, to her room first, she spoke up to the ship, and her AI specifically.<span style="color: #006600">“So, no warning this morning about needing me to be on this expedition away from the ship?”</span>She asked the AI as she moved into the crew deck, and to her room where she usually kept the dispenser for her heat pills.  She would need these.  She took one first while waiting for a response before putting the dispenser in one of the three energy cell pouches on her belt.  And grabbing a pair of spare skin suits to shove in a simple day pack with a water bladder.  She would need them if they were out there more than a few days.  Even these suits needed changed every now and then.<br/><br/><span style="color: #006600">“I hope you remember to lockdown the ship while we are away.  I don’t want to come back to find that some random animals have invaded.”</span>As she said that she looked at her foot locker for a long moment then walked over and pulled out a small orange duffle bag.  There was some clanking inside as her climbing gear rolled around.  She could accent whatever was issued to them for climbing on the ship with her own gear.  The top of the line civilian available climbing gear available.  It made her smile a bit.  This would be fun if she got to do some climbing.<br/><br/>In space they weren’t designed for more than a few hours of environment, allowing some processing and storage of waste, but only in emergency situations.  They were designed to be changed out regularly, usually daily, in any other situation.  And not for constant wear unless a situation, like combat, called for it.<br/><br/>She just didn’t like wearing them that long.  Once she got those extra pair, no underwear needed with the skin suit, before she made her way down to her engineering office.  There she retrieved her engineering repair kit.<a class="externalLink" href="http://i152.photobucket.com/albums/s168/NightArcher1/Alicia%20Miranda/1_repairkit_zpsp18nfn7m.png~original" rel="nofollow" target="_blank">A black and yellow box with REPAIR KIT stenciled on the side.</a>In the process she grabbed two spare power cells from her ‘office’ and shoved them into the open area in her travel pack.  She just hoped the repairs didn't take too long.  Based on the information seen in the broadcasts, they wouldn't have much in the way of power recharging if the base was worse off than everyone expected.<br/><br/>Lastly she went to the weapon locker and retrieved her Energy Pistol and a pair of weapon energy cells.  The pistol she slid into its holder on her right thigh, and the cells she put into the open pouches on her belt.<br/><br/>Then she finally was ready as she retrieved her helmet to her suit and replaced it on her head.  Attaching it to the neck connection and then deactivating the protective plasteel around her face.  Watching it slide down into the ring around her neck.  With everything in place, and all her gear, she walked out of the ship… and was greeted with the sight of the morning and the vast sea of green.<span style="color: #006600">“Oh… Wow… This is beautiful.”</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>