"So... They can have any appearance, and attach or use anything... And will sacrifice each other to destroy whatever they're trying to destroy. Great..."

The sardonic tone in Miyuki's voice was so thick you could slice it with a knife. Her expression wasn't much better either. The whole'Oh boy... I get to try and kill a goliath with a butter knife! Lucky me~!' type of sarcastic face...

And then Yumeko came over and wanted some attention. The bigger fox let out a sigh and gave the little blonde a soft hug.

"If there's one thing I'm good at, it's coming back alive." She said.

Which was true. After all! She'd been... Gone... From existence, for a while, but managed to return! How many other beings could claim the same? Not even the [i]real[/i] Gods, that's for sure!

Then it was time to go. And into anelevator they went.

... And then...

"Uhm, Yum--Aaghffpht!?!"

The sensation of having what you're wearing... uh... [i]Disappear[/i] and then be [i]replaced[/i] by something else, without you remvoing, unbuttoning, unzipping or slipping out of anything waw... Bizarre... And, Miyuki was pretty certain she did [b][i]not[/i][/b] enjoy the sensation. And what the...

"... Really...? This...?"

She looked... Incredibly unamused by the new outfit she was wearing... Fortunately, the doors to where the other soldiers had been hadn't reopened, so they were spared the complete and total face of disapproval and bedgruding acceptance that was on the dark fox's face as she studied her new... Ensemble...

A suit. A Full-body, all-enncompassing, total-coverage suit. Of some.. Strange... Unfamiliar material taht Miyuki couldn't for the life of her place. And then she was given a helmet. Great! [i][b]More[/b][/i] coverage...

She sighed and took the head-thingy... And put it on her head. It was... Umcomfortable...

"... My ears..." She whined softly inside the head-prison.

Then the elevator doors opened, and they returned to where the rest of this 'Away Team' was. Waearing the helm did have some perks, admittedly, even if it was... Restrictive... The noirette could see the names, status and even little titles, or were those 'rankings', of the various other humans in the group. There was alos a lot of weapons again. A lot of [i][b]unfamiliar[/b][/i] weapons... Miyuki felt a strong urge to smack the silly blonde in the back of the head for this.

If she was going to use [i][b]these[/b][/i] weapons when going outside, why had they practiced with the [b][i]other[/i][/b], metal-spitting weapons earlier!? While she said nothing, there was a clear grumbling noise coming from inside of that black fox's helmet. After a bit of this, the dark haired woman strolled over and looked at the selection of things on the wall... And... Well, she had no basis for what thing did what.... So, she picked one at random. Having absolutely no idea what it did or how it operated, aside form, pull tiny finger-thing to make noise and hopefully unleash DEATH wherever pointed.

Then Yumeko added her comment about the Sarge-ant... or... Surge-ant? Being in charge and coordinating the effort. Fair enough. It wouldn't make much sense for someone none of the crew or warriors knew to suddenly waltz in and take command of things. Miyuki looked over the golden one.

"I can play nice." She said. Looking then over to the Surge-Ant and her cohorts, giving them a slight nod.