Menshi is there to tie off Valerine's hardsuit as she squeezed into it, the living suit pressed in tight to form a squishy seal between the two. Menshi's not afraid to work her fingers into the gaps to get it all sitting right, but it is a genuine effort to get Valerine ready and not as flirtarious as it looks.<br/><br/>"Valerine's right as ever, first kills are nice but fights are a marathon. Don't shoot your load all at once" she said with a sly smile to Lester "Have to keep the fires burning once they're lit, until the only thing left fighting is ash"<br/><br/>She's not above sneaking in a kiss to Valerine's neck before she helps fit the helmet on. A suckling bite that Menchi rolls in her mouth until the skin pops free with a welt that'll remind Valerine of her during the descent. There's no reaction expected, Menchi has to just trust what she does is felt on the inside and she does this without any doubts whatsoever. Valerine's a blank page but Menchi knows the story by heart already and she enjoys the taste on her lips as she lets her go.<br/><br/>Menchi's got her own suit waiting, curved armoured pieces and grenades in clip tags lining the legs giving it a sleek but dangerous look. An internal cooling system built into it to keep her looking pretty when things start to run hot. She slides into it with a wiggle of her hips and then compresses her chest down with the front plating, suckling on her lip as she works her way in. It all makes her a bit more whip like in profile, which suits her energetic mood as she holds tight onto the overhead rails instead of tying herself in, feet planted firm and body swaying atheltically to adjust for the shaking as they dropped. She wanted to be ready to jump to action if needed, even if it left her a little more in the danger than most sensible people could put up with.<br/>