<strong>Helena Walsh</strong><br/><br/><strong>Location: Lincoln, England</strong><br/><br/>Rubbing her eyes, Helena looked over the thirty shirt samples she had in front of her. Having narrowed down the best compounds to use in the design, it was now time to narrow down the appropriate balance. Too much of one...She picked up a stiff shirt, and threw it against the wall. Upon impact, it cracked audibly as it fell to the floor.<br/><br/><em>No good. If my throw did that, a bullet would shatter it. Defeats the purpose, really.</em>Yawning slightly, she went to the next one. Picking it up, she flexed it, then set it aside. Each shirt was flexed and either set in a pile, or tossed into a wall. The ones tossed into a wall went into a disposable bin. The ones in a pile were laid out.<br/><br/>Activating her tape recorder, she spoke. "Samples 2, 3, 5, 6, 7, 11, 13, 15, 20, 23, 27, and 29 are still flexible. The remaining samples proved too stiff and brittle to be used for their intended purpose." Picking up each shirt, she walked over to some mannequins, dressing them in the shirts, then shot at each with the handgun she had been provided. Examining each shirt and mannequin's pressure plate readings, she reported her findings. "Samples 2, 3, 7, 15, 23, and 29 showed unacceptably low shielding promise." Taking the indicated shirts, she tossed them into the disposable bin.<br/><br/>Picking up the remaining shirts, she draped them over the sink, running cold water over them before putting them back on the mannequins and firing again.<br/><br/>"After water exposure, samples 5, 6, 13, and 20 all suffered a large decrease in efficiency. Those samples will be fine for drier climates, but water exposure is a concern." Picking up the remaining 2 shirts, she decided to take the test to the next level.<br/><br/>Putting the shirts in a cabinet, she applied heat, drying the shirts efficiently. Taking those shirts out of the cabinet, she took off her lab coat, then her shirt, leaving her briefly topless. Putting on shirt 11, she picked up a scalpel. Testing the blade on her finger, she suddenly twisted it, jabbing it towards her torso. Wincing, she pulled away the scalpel, looking at the tip before putting it back. With a different scalpel, she repeated the process with shirt 27.<br/><br/>"Sample 27 did not protect against blades effectively," she said, looking at the bloody tip of the scalpel before quickly rinsing it off.<em>Hate the sight of my blood. Reminds me I'm not human.</em>Continuing out loud, she commented, "Sample 11, however, has performed withing acceptable parameters to all tests. Therefore, my recommendation is to treat the material with a compound of 45.6 percent tetraloxinate 3, 54.4 percent sextachloride for optimal results."<br/><br/>With that, Helena turned off the tape recorder. Stretching, she walked to a locked cabinet. Opening it up, she examined her secret outfit, before locking the cabinet up.<em>Later. Rest now.</em>Heading over to a cot, she laid down, covering herself up with a blanket and shutting her eyes.