[center][h1][i]Giddy Science Girl[/i][/h1][/center]

Freya sits in her seat, a plate of ribs beside her which she slowly devours...in an almost sexual way as the briefing gets under way. If Athena is the true sec on legs of the siblings and Jamie is the chase child who doesn't realize he's hot, that means Freya is right in the middle, maybe, all depends how she feels that day maybe. Certainly by the fact she's eatting these ribs in the most innocently lewd way she can. Maybe she's just trying to throw Skye off, or make the play back of the recordings of the briefing be extremely uncomfortable to watch. Who knows? 

As the briefing goes Freya slowly starts to sit up straighter, as something comes to her. Skye is speaking of something very near and dear to her heart! She cleans herself up and waits, then squees and leaps to her feet, "You got my Mums permission? Oh my gods I hope she has the one she prepared for me! It has a custom paint scheme!" She giggles and jumps up and down, bobbing in all the right places.

Yeah she might be doing it a little on purpose.

With the briefing over she'd rushed off to go and get suited up, oh gracious it'd be nice to get back into the skies.

[center][h2][i][u]Patagonia, Chile

Fireteam Condor

Frigga. Is. Go.[/u][/i][/h2][/center]

Freya is getting her harness in just the right way.

[i]"It's important my Thrud."[/i]

She can hear the voice in her head, a nickname her dad use sometimes. And was always interesting to be likened to the daughter of Thor. Maybe that's how she got her love for hammers. She hums. And keeps working.

"[i]There's a certain amount of trust, it's true, but it's always important to check and recheck yourself. These things can be tricky.[/i]"

And that's her moms voice, about the first time she took them all up, Jamie, Athena and her up on one of these things. They were young, teens yet, and not quite sure where they wanted to go. But a trip up on the suit her mother had upgraded and babied. And her and Athena had been hooked. Helped her aunties Antoine and Svetlana absolutely loved them too. Several strong ladies who adored this method of travel, it really helped to get it into her head. She smiled over at Sam, "Hey girl, just give me a second here, these harnesses are tricky. And then...I gotta climb inside it." She giggles a little. And tippy toe dances abit, "It's been a fair bit Sam, getting into this." She finally rights the harness and attaches all the clasps, "Okay...help me get it." And starts to climb into the suit.

She steps carefully up, and has to shimmy and slide and slip, stopping several times, and with Sam's help get into position. Part way calling, "Nearly in position for Gas Up!" She shouts. Then swears softly, "My foot is caught on an internal line..." She wiggles and moves, face twisted in a look of concentration, "Maybe if I...oh don't wanna break it...hang on..." She shifts then smiles, "Ah there." Then squeezes the rest of the way in, "Okay...ground wires attached!" She nods, "Sam attached the inflation lines. Time to get big." She giggles happily.

It takes about 30 minutes.

And soon the suit is near fully inflated, a matte grey with silver lines and wires, the propulsion engines whirring as they calibrate. Pulling attention though while on the ground...

On the right rear cheek of the suit the Norwegian Flag, a tribute to her Dad, Freya being somewhat of a daddy's girl. But it's the left cheek, with the graphic of a big kissy emote, as if to say, "Kiss my Ass" to everyone who can see it. 

Frigga shifts and nods, "Inflation 90%, gonna hold on the last 10% until we're ready to go. Already getting hard to stay on the ground even with the grounding wires. You're chariot is ready to go folks." The giant in a balloon suit grins, reclining in it almost casually.