[ While his hands are free, Maine starts unfastening the clasps securing his chest armor. If he's gonna try to relax, he might as well get comfortable. They're no longer in public, and this is a place where Wash feels safe enough to sleep. That's enough to convince Maine that it's safe to remove his armor.
[ Well. The plating, at least. The bodysuit is protection in itself, and a far cry from the civilian clothes Carolina had suggested he wear.
[ Like he'd actually agree to that.
[ The newly patched chest piece comes off easily. Underneath, there's still a hole in his bodysuit from the sniper's bullet. He hasn't had time to patch that yet. Maine looks at the newly repaired area for a moment dropping the whole thing unceremoniously to the floor. Then he reaches for the bottle.
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[ Well. The plating, at least. The bodysuit is protection in itself, and a far cry from the civilian clothes Carolina had suggested he wear.
[ Like he'd actually agree to that.
[ The newly patched chest piece comes off easily. Underneath, there's still a hole in his bodysuit from the sniper's bullet. He hasn't had time to patch that yet. Maine looks at the newly repaired area for a moment dropping the whole thing unceremoniously to the floor. Then he reaches for the bottle.
[ His turn. ]