On This Trail
Jeff and Jaivva checked to find that they were ironically assigned to the same entrance. They took a moment, staring at the door before Jaivva cheerfully opened it to get the theme going. Jeff smiled, watching as a light traveled on his body to change his outfit to a black button-down silk shirt with a flashy pattern and slacks. It contrasted Jaivva's semi-revealing black ninja attire.
Jaivva looked over, "You're not gonna wear any real armor"?
"I am wearing armor".
Jaivva began speaking with her hands, "Yeah but, you don't have armor skin... So you have the resistance, but not the effects".
"Yeah, but..." he smirked, holding his gun on his shoulder, "The resistance is what matters. Like-".
Jaivva shook her head as she began stepping forward on the dirt trail, "I mean they both matter. If something spits acid on you like in September and you don't have the armor skin, then you're fucked".
"I mean-".