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Sophia snatched the stuff out of Amis's hand, but abstained from taking a bite until she saw the others' reactions to the stuff.  With a sort of finality on this new information, Sophia closed her eyes and wolfed down the algae, gasping for air as the dry stuff clogged up in her esophagus.  After breathing for a few moments, she looked up and gulped the rest of the plant matter down.

Upon seeing the others clothed and some of the footlocker-type of containers left open, Sophia slowly stood up, and stumbled (while shivering) towards her probably respective bow, all the while covering her figure like an Eve who just bit the forbidden fruit.  Her disliking her nudity was an understatement.  To feel so vulnerable was nothing new, considering how she was chipped down to some sort of management system prior to this, but then again, she didn't have blood flowing to her face those times.

Nor did she have genitals, either.  Those were customary to hide, whoever her charges were, so why not now?

Very hurriedly, she opened the box, and was met by three smaller boxes inside.

T1 was fairly simple : a plastic shoebox containing a sweater and denim jeans half a size too small, as well as footwear that looked more akin to gloves...for feet.  Not that she approved of the overly youthful style, but then again, beggars can't be choosing all they wished for, right?

Her other options, the T2 and T3 boxes, were locked with an unlock button just below a number each.  Pressing them, however, would not grant her access...

So came the glasses in T1.  Did she have a sight impediment?  She wasn't too entirely sure, but as soon as she slipped them on...

*click*

Immediately, her vision conformed to a HUD, and with it activated, she took height analyses, heart rates, aliases, even dispositions towards her without even commanding to do so.  Tiny red lines traced the trajectory of fallen crumbs of algae, as well as the movement of their mouths, hands...

*click*

Way too much information right now.  She'd wear it later, but it'd have to fit...in the case. Right there.  And that would go into her pocket, right?

"Amis, was it?  I...the system follows a protocol...if I could recall the files..."