<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/><br/>“Right, paper it is!” Nanako declared, calling up a text window on the computer as she sat down to work.  Five minutes later, her phone buzzed with a text from Ester.  “Burning Man?” she asked herself, thinking about the prospects.  That was a pretty wild event, lots of crazy art, some of pretty sophisticated technically.  Big crowd, lots of talking to people... but skimpy outfits... she bit her lip and looked up to see she’d typed out something about Jackie Kennedy wearing skimpy outfits in the White House.  “Definite time for a break” she decided, texting back “Flying out there in a minute, got to get dressed, where should I look for you?”<br/><br/>She spun her chair around to face her armor configuration display and brought up the one she’d been thinking about... no pasties and nothing covering her pussy at all.  Well past the edge of decency, but if there’s anywhere she could use it, this would be the place!  She threw a pair of water bottles and some clothes in a hemp fabric bag Rose had given her.<br/><br/>She summoned up her armor and flew out the roof hatch.  Once clear of the city, she configured a pair of plasma boosters on her back and shot up to Mach 5.  The brown earth was a blur below her and a sonic boom formed in her wake.  She reversed thrust and dropped down to subsonic, silent flight for the last few minutes, didn’t want to disturb the festival after all.<br/><br/>Nanako skimmed over the desert to land behind a row of trailers, then compacted her suit down into a smart watch, leaving her nude.  She quickly dressed from her bag and sought out the rest of the team.<br/><br/>She had cut down a loose white T-shirt to bare her midriff and the underside of her huge breasts, but since she was in a hurry, she’d cut a little high, flashing her nipples when she moved. A bright pink thong bikini bottom and flip flops completed the look.<br/><br/>"Have you found anything?  If it's just the soda additive, maybe we should send it to the FDA?" she proposed, being logical and serious-minded as her gaze wandered between her friends and the exotic and erotic passers-by.