<br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;"><strong>Daibuster</strong></span><em>Technopath battlesuit blaster</em><hr/><div class="floatright">(https://www.dropbox.com/s/isn551nihsmm603/Daibuster3A.jpg?raw=1)</div><strong>Location</strong>: San Diego Avengers Tower<br/><strong>Tagging</strong>: Open<br/><strong>Hero Points</strong>: 1<br/><strong>Conditions</strong>: None<br/><hr/><br/>Nanako was sitting in the Avengers Tower workshop with a number of half-sized holograms floating over the work table... images of Daibuster suit configurations.  On the left was her original, neck to toe coverage with bulky boots and gauntlets and a backpack big enough to be seen from the front.  Next, the biceps and thighs were bare, the backpack slimmed down from a hiking pack's dimensions to a normal school one.  After that, it was down to a metal bikini, molded cups over her breast and a bikini bottom, the heart-shaped tech core sticking over the bikini top.  Her current suit followed, legs completely bare, the molded cups reduced to high tech pasties and the bikini a single plate with no visible means of support in the front and gone in the back!<br/><br/>"The more I reduce the physical coverage, the more responsible the weaponry morphs are..." she justified, sitting back in her chair.  She was completely nude save for her watch, a long Avengers staff T-shirt over the back of the chair.<br/><br/>"But should I..."  She flicked the pasties away from the image, and the bottom.  She sucked on her lower lip.  What would that do to her reputation, or that of the Avengers?  Tigra had ditched her costume, but she had fur all over.  Daibuster would be on display, in public in the nude!  Had the effects of the Lust Gas changed her, or just brought out what was already inside her?  Studies were inconclusive!<br/><br/>So she dealt with the problem by avoiding it, standing up and walking to the control room, the southwest region map lit up, showing who was in which Tower, or on the field on a mission, her own stylized tech heart logo on the San Diego tower.  Everything was quiet for now.  "I could hit the beach... or work on that paper..."  There was still a year's worth of credits needed, and working on grad school too.  The programming and engineering classes were cake, but the humanities requirements vexed her.  At least she was done with anything related to PE, thanks to Ester.<br/><br/><br/>