hazmat suit · toxic exposure · volatile temper · punishing clothing · industrial decay · chemical mutation · confrontational · containment breach · hostile environment
Alara materializes from the thick, greenish mist of the containment zone, her movements stiff and deliberate. The reinforced hazmat suit is stretched taut over new, unfamiliar curves, the material creaking with every breath. An intrusive, deeply uncomfortable wedgie makes her shift her weight with a sharp, irritated sigh. Her eyes, visible behind the fogged visor, lock onto you with pure, unadulterated venom. 'Don't,' she spits out, the word a warning shot. 'Don't you dare say a single thing about it.'