Kicks motioned around them with his arms.<br/>"You can change wherever you like, dear Mia. Most here are not much for modesty, but when girls come through we usually do this." he rolled himself over to a shelf and took a dirty sheet of cloth, like a used blanket or a piece of a very old sail, and handed it to the monk.<br/>"See that wire going up from wall to wall? Go there by a corner and drape this over it. It will give you coverage from three side, at least. I promise I won't peek." he chuckled "If I did, I couldn't run off eh? But here, let me get those swords ready for you while you change."<br/><br/>The short time Mia spent examining the different armors, she was lucky to notice a small detail that would have been difficult to spot otherwise. The clasps on the armor were old and worn, and didn't properly attach to the piece of equipment. In fact, it was so on all of the armors on the table. As the case was, extended or sudden stress could cause them to come off, causing the armor and pieces of the outfit to fall right off their wearer. It wasn't something that couldn't be fixed, but she'd have to bring it to Kicks' attention and he'd have to exchange the clasps which would take up some time. The alternative was to wear the faulty armor in the arena and hope she didn't make a wrong move!<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">There was a secret investigation check triggered here, by Mia examining and considering each of the various outfits. The roll made was 18 plus Mia's modifier, but that was already high enough for her to realize the clasps were faulty. Basically, unless fixed there will be a chance based on the dice rolls during her match that the outfit falls apart and leaves Mia in whatever she wears underneath the leather corset, essentially underwear if she has any. An uncomfortable malfunction, but something the spectators might quite like.</div></div>