For the Rothians, there was less to prepare, given that they were only sending a single of their number for this insertion. Though, the assignment of any Datius to a task was [i]far[/i] from a small contribution. Rareth had her body fully scanned to ensure her full array of augmentations would be represented in the simulation, followed by her complete set of combat gear. Her armor resembled that of most Rothian soldiers, being a full-body suit comprised of a light, durable alloy. The metal plating had a silver shine and hugged closely to her body across most of her form. Its integrated power source could work in tandem with the fusion core implanted within her own body, allowing them to combine their power output. It could amplify the strength of her internal energy shield generator, as well as further enhancing her strength, speed, and senses. 

The team was limited in what they could bring for their first insertion, but they could still bring along their personal weapons. For the sake of ensuring she was prepared for any potential enemy, Rareth’s chosen weapon was a fusion-powered heavy repeating cannon. Normally a vehicle-mounted or stationary weapon, it was large, bulky, and unwieldy for even a Rothian soldier, but Rareth could handle it with roughly the same difficulty as a light machine gun. The energy blasts it could produce were intense, though it was also equipped with a secondary micro-missile launcher. Compared to the normal version of the launcher, the missiles she would be using were…nonstandard. 

Once Rareth was ready, she laid down in the harness, and waited for the others to be prepared as well. “Remember, do not stray far from our arrival point unless absolutely necessary. I would rather avoid violence if we can help it. At least before we get a chance to make contact.”

Meanwhile, as the Human team was still preparing, Freyr soon found herself with additional company. In the chair next to her, Vreta took a seat, placing his hand gently upon her shoulder. Even without the assistance of his neural implant, he would have been able to recognize how she was feeling. "It's alright. Your scientists are in the best [i]possible[/i] hands, I can assure you."