!!O+eQDn0BBx8 08/13/11(Sat)05:00 No.15921194|
“Rinn. Her right hand, take off the armored section.” you order.
The man silently obeys, quickly linking to the suit and having it disengage the locks. Exactly as you feared. In the suit below on the tips of her thumb and forefinger. Holes eaten through the suit. But that’s not all. You shift your vision, looking out through Rinn’s suit optics, and see a small area further up. Not a hole, but...
“Lieutenant, out of the tank, now.”
“Sir.” the man responds, quickly disembarking and jumping down to the unisteel courtyard.
“Now, remove your armor’s gauntlet.”
“Sir!? I’m not sure that is such a good idea... she just died, sir.” he replies, shifting and his voice a bit worried.
“I know, Lieutenant. But this is an order, you know I wouldn’t do this without cause. Just the outer armor, I need to check something.”
He hesitates a moment before responding, “Yes, sir.”
The locks on the armor disengage and the gauntlet slips free, revealing the form-fitting exosuit underneath used for interfacing, NBC, limited powering, comfort, soldier sustenance, and more. And in the same spot as on Erella’s suit you see it. Decay. The suit being slowly eaten away.
“What nowt, sir?” Rinn asks after a long moment.
“That’s all, Rinn. Put it back on.” Your voice is normal but a pall of dread settles over you. You shift to the Ensigns, quickly waking them and repeating the procedure inside their hovertanks.