Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-32663439-20150625151152/@comment-29458028-20150704025357

Damien's eye flicked up as he hacked the data glove on the man's arm after armor rebooted, opening his armor. A muscular man tumbled out of the now open armor, the back of neck burned black, with his spine showing through the completely destroyed patch of skin.

Damien got his own armor's outer layer off, but he didn't seem to take off what looked like rubbery tights below. It was obviously some sort of insulation against electrical attacks.

Damien got into the man's armor and it resized itself slightly to fit his frame, which was a bit smaller than the previous occupant. He picked up the man's rifle and dragged the corpse aside. Damien then proceeded back to his bike and stowed his gear. Damien then hacked the other two armors. One belonged to a woman of Svana's build, the other belonged to a short, skinny man.

"Svana, take the armor. I don't think Erika will fit into any of the armors anyway. She's way too short for the lady's and her chest won't fit into the man's."