Z patted Lukas's head before she followed after Rick and Brand. She dropped one bag by the wall but took the smaller one filled with her witch 'equipment'. She awed at the amount of uniforms in the room. How many pieces did a small group of heroes need? She didn't dwell on the thought as a certain uniform on a mannequin attracted her attention. It was sleek and black, made from a sturdy fabric (manufactured by the resident scientist) that was resistant to puncture and fire. Z had a obvious intrigued by the outfit. 
"Oh, good choice," the Brazilian woman's voice commented from the doorway. Viper stood even taller in her heels with her form-fitted uniform of the same sturdy black fabric with thick leather fittings. The most distracting point of the uniform was how much of her chest was exposed with the square neckline, or, if someone wasn't into her magnificent chest, they were distracted by the contrasting golden claw that looked like snakes wound around her fingers.