OMAKE: Hawk gives some feedback on the bodypaint

"Is there anything else you didn't mention earlier?" Jim asked after the After Action Report had ended and Hawk had joined him to walk back to the lab.

"If she's supposed to use it more often," Hawk replied. "it needs to be a lot more heavy duty. From what I could tell, it worked perfectly fine under expected parameters. Or should I say... standard parameters"

"Standard?" Jim frowned, fighting not to ogle Valerie's bouncing boobs as she rushed up to hear what this was all about.

"Well..." Hawk began"I take it you heard of her naked presentation?"

"Yes...?" The tech replied as Valerie blushed crimson.

"She tends to end up stripped quite often." Hawk shrugged. "Yes, you did waterproof the thing, and that's very useful... but Valerie isn't just going to be rained upon."

"...OK?" Jim wondered. "What would be expected non-standard parameters then?"

"Even a regular agent may have to parachute wearing this under regular stuff and land in a lake or something." Hawk answered. "But, to be precise, I had to hose her down after the mission." Valerie just wanted to die. "And honestly wouldn't be surprised if she ended up wet T-shirt at some point." That just made her gasp in shock. "That control band should also be stronger, we don't want it cut through by Concertina wire or something."

"...makes sense..." Jim nodded. "Still, way too early in the process."

"Sure." Hawk smiled. "But you asked for feedback for 1.1. Or 2.0, or whatever."

"Absolutely, field agent input is essential." Jim beamed as Valerie gulped.

"Especially with her, water also isn't the only liquid you need to consider..." without considering Valerie, who listened in aroused, scared fascination, the two men continued to talk about the material.

In the end, Hawk entered the lab with Jim, closing the door before Valerie without noticing.

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"Now we're less public." Hawk smiled. "How much is one of those spray bottles? I want a dozen at least."

"Sorry." Jim shook his head. "We don't have that many yet."

"I talk to Chief." Hawk replied. "Your R&D can use the money. I'll also pay to have one of those bands worked into a choker, and one into a collar. I will provide those, of course. It also needs to be password protected, so that only I can change things."

"Mr. Hawk, this is a serious espionage tool, not..."

"There's no reason it can't be both." Hawk shrugged. "Not as long as it is only used by properly cleared people. I'll even fund the extras, after all. So, can it do writing?"