Isabella had found her zen. The knots from earlier had been lulled by the rumbling of her FRAME and the minutiae of pouring over mission data. She was ready and rearing to tear shit up, now she just had to count the minutes down til launch. Having already gone through her checks, she reclined a bit in the cockpit and put her hair up and out of the way. Hair secured she donned her helmet, a custom model that she had purchased herself with her deference pay from her last outfit. It was a standard hardened helmet to go with her suit, however it had been modified to allow her eye to connect to the Helmet's HUD system, and from there the FRAME's cameras and sensor arrays. It allowed her to look directly out of the sensors themselves instead of a monitor screen. It was a Euphoric feeling that made her feel a deeper connection to her machine, but she hadn't gotten so used to it that it didn't make her nauseous from prolonged use, so she kept the function off for now. She only used it for those moments that required an extra degree of precision.

Content that her ocular connection was green, she toggled the comms and signed in, "Leclerc and Ghost Killer confirm all systems green. Let's go bust some heads."