A suit made for camouflage.
|Kaleb closed and locked his apartment door with a heavy sigh. Such a long and arduous day, he looked forward to getting the suit off and enjoying a long hot steam.
Making his way to the bedroom he quickly undressed then sat on the bed and, reaching behind his neck, he started releasing the bindings of the skin suit. The skin across his front loosened, sagging, eventually hanging in many doughy rolls as he continued undoing the suit. The sharp spikes along his spine slowly returned to their proper upright positions. Muscles relaxed, tendons stretched, bones flexed, relief spread throughout his body.
Though the suits may be necessary while he did his reconnaissance, they were definitely not comfortable. He stood and stretched then walked over to the closet and hung up the skin suit along with the clothes he had been wearing. Walking into the bathroom that he had converted into a type of sauna, he turned on the heat, making sure he had a full pitcher of water before heading to the kitchen.
The one thing he absolutely loved about this planet was tomato juice. He just could not get enough. When the time came he planned to take as much with him as possible, though he knew it would not be sufficient. He also planned to take some tomato seeds with him in the hopes that the scientists on his planet would be able to figure out how to get them to grow there.
But that was for another time. Right now there's a nice hot steam waiting for him and he has a large glass of tomato juice to enjoy while he is in there.