Milenya nodded, and got up slightly ahead of the others.<span style="color: #6495ED">"I'll get my gear."</span>She ducked into the tech lab, coming out just in time to catch the elevator up with the others. The suit she was carrying was definitely not a standard EVA suit.<br/><br/>The undersuit was black and gold, but the rigid, curved plates of the clamshell, boots, and gloves were white, trimmed with blue. The helmet, too, was not the standard EVA helmet, resembling a Turian helmet with a broad, clear visor.<br/><br/>She gave the others a sidelong look, steeling herself, and then began to strip off her shipsuit, and then her underclothes. Her body was toned, not as soft as the others might have expected, her muscles faintly defined. Though hardly willowy, she's slim and well proportioned for her height.<br/><br/>Naked, she began tugging the armor's undersuit on. She nods to Sorv, blushing faintly at the attention from the others.<span style="color: #6495ED">"It's a hostile environment. There could well be active lava flows, and we are going in not knowing the topography. The fact it's been there so long indicates we're going to go into a more stable area, but volcanism is unpredictable. Expect groundshakes and debris falling. And make sure your breathers are properly charged. Clean air might be in short supply down there. I'll also need to drop by the infirmary, unless Dr. Beruut has updated the medical packs here."</span><br/><br/>She wriggled around, getting her arms into the sleeves and pulling the suit up over her breasts, patting the seam closed before reaching for the boots.<br/><br/><span style="color: #6495ED">"We're also at the edge of Illium and Terminus space, so if word's gotten out that there's a dig here, we might also encounter tech pirates. It's not an unknown event. There are many reasons not to like it. Also, some Prothean sites are very creepy just on their own. Which reminds me, who's doing the piloting?"</span><br/><br/>Once she had the rest of it on, she donned the helmet and the suit came alive. It flickered through a slightly garish display of lights and went dark, with the exception of the barrier emitters. A blue tech overlay was visibly projected inside the visor, as she looked back at the others. With the twin symbols of the Armali Council and Asari Republics on it, the slightly bulkier suit was clearly not a stealthy design.<br/><br/>The last step she took was settling an unusually elegant pistol on her hip. In its compact form, it almost looked like a sculpture.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>