The Utaysi inclined their head graciously and spread their hands modestly at Senjen’s claim. “It would certainly appear that way.”

“You were great, really!” Ruk said. “I think I’ll pass on the martial arts class though; I like to think my disarming personality is enough to keep me out of trouble.” Her bill clattered together, producing staccato raps.

The staff member listened keenly to Senjen’s feedback, nodding.

“Yes, our frames are the most robust money can buy. There is a lot more we can add to your package in future if you want to ‘tank up’ even more.” They steepled their hands in a supplication stance when Senjen repeated that he wasn’t ready to buy today.

“I admire and respect your discipline. Will you allow me to merely share with you some incentives and programs that may help with your purchase?”

Senjen agreed, so they led both of them to a comfortable seating area suitable for all species and handed them each a holo pad.

“Ok. First things first - it is obvious you have a flair for combat. We think the people deserve to see more of that. So my supervisor has authorised me to invite you to our content creator program. If you agree to film a series of videos demonstrating and promoting Myrmidon gear to our Utaysi audience, we can offer you a 25% discount on all private security lines. What do you think?”

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The gel rooms lined the back wall. They stretched from floor to ceiling and glowed a healthy, inviting azure. The ‘walls’ rippled but did not betray the contents of each room, which only served to increase Light’s excitement.  

“Myrmidon has greatly expanded its QV-specific ranges over the last two decades.” Symphony began as they approached.

“At first it was limited to tools, medical equipment and mining rigs, that sort of thing. But now I’m very happy to say…” She disappeared into the gel. Light waited for Jess to venture inside first, then emerged last.

They were in a roughly rectangular room decorated with underwater flora. There was an opening to more rooms on the right and another on the left. Symphony had shed her suit and swum free. Light kept hold of his suit, self-conscious of his atrophied body and misshapen tentacle.

In the middle of the room was a sleek teardrop of silver gel, threaded with veins of gold.

“We’ve created a gelsuit with Myrmidon durability and tech built in.” She said, drifting close to it before looking back at them. Light couldn’t help but gasp at its beauty.

“Wow. Its…like nothing I’ve ever seen before.” He swam closer, examining it from all angles.

“You can try it on, if you like.” Symphony teased.