<strong>Name:</strong>Mikoto Mishida<br/><strong>Gantz equipment:</strong>Suit<br/><hr/><br/>Mikoto glared at Ricky for a second, but then her attention was on the garment that spilled out before her feet. It looked like a diving suit, or a catsuit. She held it up by the shoulders – it seemed to be quite thin. There were some strange metal things on it. It even seemed to come with gloves and boots.<br/><br/>Mikoto was not shy about her body, but the wet panty and the shirt that smelled of aftershave were giving her bad memories. At least this suit smelled clean.<br/><br/>The raver guy was shameless about putting the suit on, and it certainly was tight and revealing. But it did smell clean, it was a little less open, and – since Ricky was wearing his – at least she wouldn’t be the only person wearing one.<br/><br/>They’d already seen her naked, and she was dead anyway, so Mikoto simply turned around to back the rest of the group, shrugged out of Vinny’s shirt, and stepped out of her wet panty, then pulled the suit on.<br/><br/>Ricky was right – it fit like latex. Even though it covered every part of her skin right up to the bottom of her chin, it hid<em>nothing</em>. It was possible to make out the dip of her navel, and of course her nipples were clearly formed.<br/><br/>Still it was comfortable. And it was dry. And it didn’t smell of cheap aftershave.