Hevana Martin
Hair-triggered Super Soldier
Second Lieutenant Coryth Elaris had been a part of Hevana's unit for some time now, yet she continued to prance about in Jedi robes. Not only was that against dress code, it was dangerous. Something Hevana naturally felt had to be remedied. Which was why she had decided to order the healer to get fitted for armor. Well technically she could not order Coryth given the differences between their ranks, but Hevana was very good at making her opinion known.
Having dug through the logistics logs, Hevana had found the absolute smallest under armor body suit available in Omega Pyre. It was a different model than Hevana's of course, designed for Omega armor rather than Imperial armor, but the principle was the same. Provide an airtight seal to prevent airborne contaminants from getting in as well as offer a tiny bit more protection in places the real armor might not. Course it had to be completely form fitting to do its job, which Hevana felt might be a problem in this case.
"Any time now girl," Hevana said tapping her foot impatiently.
Having dug through the logistics logs, Hevana had found the absolute smallest under armor body suit available in Omega Pyre. It was a different model than Hevana's of course, designed for Omega armor rather than Imperial armor, but the principle was the same. Provide an airtight seal to prevent airborne contaminants from getting in as well as offer a tiny bit more protection in places the real armor might not. Course it had to be completely form fitting to do its job, which Hevana felt might be a problem in this case.
"Any time now girl," Hevana said tapping her foot impatiently.