Finishing the frame, Jessica stared at the relatively unarmored Ibo frame and at the ranged weapons. Ideas formed in her head, but she shook it. This suit needed something special to it. she could hear it calling to her, but this wasn't the suit she needed. From memory, she had one suit left to be chosen. She needed something different for the coming moments. Woundwort was a very flexible suit with minimal armaments. The girl needed something she could get comfortable in. Walking back up to the carts; Jess stood there for a few minutes, listening and staring at each suit, she grabbed an efreet schneid, feeling this was the suit she needed as it called to her most. Returning to the table in relative silence, she began to work on it.