Kiona puts on a show.

Well, if these perverts had gone to all this effort to just get a peek at her, then maybe it really would be worthwhile to get out from under her armor, even if it were only for a few minutes. At least now she would be doing three other people some good as well.

Kiona and Joy had spent hours upon hours at the local university working on this armor. It was a work of art, perfectly matched to the actual game with piece upon piece of elaborate plastic armor making up the whole costume. It absolutely had to be removed in layers or everything would get stuck and Kiona would end up trapped in an uncomfortable mess of a suit. Thankfully she had the process down to a science... which meant that she knew how to make the display as sensual as humanly possible.

The jet pack and wings had to be removed first. It was hard to make removing such a bulky harness-and-backpack set look sexy, but Kiona pulled it off as best she could by crossing her arms across her torso and ever-so-slowly pulling it over her head. The movement would have probably looked better if Kiona hadn't been covered in armor, but she knew how to work with the tools available to her.

The next stage was removing the outer layer of her enormous boots, as they were connected to the rest of the suit. She sat down on one of the benches, facing the door but never looking at the fanboys behind it, as she removed the heavy plastic greaves from her long, strong, carved-from-stone bronze legs. There was a quiet chittering from the peanut gallery, and Kiona knew that she had hooked her crowd.