Sveta heard them mid-stride, as it were, when she came back in.  Okay.  Sounded like she had some time to get...into the suit.  (Despite what Yang had said, she<em>did</em>not bring Orange, because she knew that she only made it look less worse, as opposed to Blue, which...well, in a minute, readers.)  This was the hard part.  The suit had been tailored specifically according to the production of the anime, and the various things that had been involved in that.<br/><br/>To inform you, readers.  In the anime, Sveta was not an armor pilot.  She was one of the coordinators in the dropship, helping to direct her teammates on their missions.  A bridge bunny.  And what are bridge bunnies good for?<br/><br/>Fanservice.<br/><br/>To be fair, the young blonde was not the only source of it in this particular story - two of the lady armor pilots served in that capacity, as well - but the animators realized for their target audience, she was within their age bracket.  So, the decision had been made.  Sveta's jumpsuit was just a bit...<em>clingier</em>than the ones worn by the pilots.  It was justified in-production as not requiring as much protection, since she would be in the dropship and thus capable of outrunning most threats leveled against it.<br/><br/>That translated as to being practically skintight for her.  Literally.  Sveta could not fit one stitch of clothing under the suit and make it zip up.  As a result, her 'assets' tended to wobble a bit freely when she walked around in it.  More embarrassingly, she could not normally reach the zipper in the back of the suit.  She<em>did</em>have a little device to help her with that, but as she discovered when she took out the suit, it wasn't there.  Great.  Vincent must have found it on her desk and stuck it in the junk drawer again.<br/><br/>"Ruby?"  Sveta called.  "I, ah, need some help..."  It was going to kill her, but with Yang and Cinder busy, the hyperactive redhead was the only one she could ask for help.