Shamshiel was in the hangar room with the assembled military members, her mini-neko FARS Beryl also hovering happily beside her with little sparkles in its holographic eyes as she was suddenly called out by Ambriel to be the scientific leader of the away team. The Caelisolan would have naturally ran a hand through her red hair at the accolade, and then placed it on her hip... though she quickly thought better of it when she realized she was now in the confines of the MCAS, her white and warm orange color scheme complimenting and also contrasting with that of Mihral.
However, much unlike the military scientist who was confident in her armor, Ms. Topazios appeared to the others to be quite fidgety overall (and not likely due entirely to impatience)... it was actually one of her first times using military-grade hardware such as this. Normally she utilized simpler, civilian-oriented getups for her work in the past at Veritas and with the SSS -- even an older Elysian Hikael model would have been more comfortable. Still, everything on the AIES was showing green status, and the mods to the CFS they had developed were active. In fact, the engineering genius had even went a step further and outfitted the armor with additional capacitor cells in the shoulder and leg hardpoints -- normally these would be used as backup power for modules, but in this case they were actually defensive in nature, intended to provide overflow protection if too much electrical energy leaked through the barrier. Who knows, maybe she could experiment with some other uses for it...
Shamshiel adjusted her backpack module once to make sure it was mounted correctly, as the extra ammo payloads for her prized Pestris pistol, a Bola, and parts for Beryl she could swap out on the fly jangled together. "Thank you, Prefectii. It's a great honor," she assured Ambriel, while glancing briefly at the others before Charalampros then spoke in her commanding and motherly tone to the assembled. This prompted the scientist to add, "I know there's a great secret on Eudokia to unravel, lady Ambrosia, and we shall be the ones to do it. Our God and our pride demands no less, mm?"