Tetsuo nodded once. "Hai, I will." He began to remove his clothing, neatly folding it and setting it on a chair that sat nearby. He turned to Armina when she spoke, and replied. "I believe we are to engage each other." When he was finished he stood only in his underwear and boots, wakazashi tucked into the obi belt he had put back around his waist. No doubt the others would think it an odd affection, but it was more than a sword, it was indication of his status as samurai. For all he had given up, he still had that.<br/><br/>He turned to Colonel angel. "If you would be so kind, please watch my clothing til I return. I am certain that there are those within the halls who would see a fine joke in removing it on me."<br/><br/>He turned to enter the pod, buckling himself in and begining the system configuration and preliminary checks. Though they would have no real meaning in a simulation, they helped him slip into the zanshin state before combat began.<br/><br/>"Systems ready. Enter pass code." came the mechanical voice of the computer. Tetsuo smiled, and replied in Japanese, his voice coms most likely being monitored. “Having been born into the house of a warrior, one’s intentions should be to grasp the long sword and the short sword and to die."<br/><br/>With a hum the simulator lit up.