"I mean, this is mostly about range of motion, so...  I'll leave that to your best judgement...  But I wouldn't want to be wearing jeans for flexibility testing?"

Sable blushes brighter, but keeps grinning as she pulls her shirt off, then shimmies her pants down her hips, leaving her in a bra and panties. Once again, she spreads her arms wide, for easy measuring access.

"Alright, I'm going to need you to do some things..."

And Momo, despite the radiant blush and the mind that clearly wants to wander somewhere else, starts leading Sable through flexibility exercises and other poses like the ones she'll need for the wingsuit, and taking measurements accordingly.

Sable gamely follows through every stretch and twist and pose, blushing and smiling all the while. It turns out that she is extremely flexible, on the level of a professional gymnast or better, and made of wiry muscle, with clear definition down every limb.

She had rather thought so, but better safe than sorry!

...also she is very pretty, help.

"You can get dressed again if you want; I have everything I need to have, and it's going to be a bit until we can test your new hero oufit."

Sable puts her clothes back on. "Well. I think there's something to be said for making the costume as punk and goth as we can while still keeping properly heroic vibes — don't wanna confuse people about whose side we're on, now — and then there's a question of color scheme. Each Pirate has our own favorite colors, though we do like each other's, too. So I'm honestly not very sure how to style it. We could use purple themes, 'cause I'm the host, but I don't feel like that's very fair to the others. Most Spideys have a big central spider emblem on the chest, usually pretty stylized, although every Spidey styles the emblem differently, and as you can see from our existing costume that Gwen doesn't have one at all, just the web trim. Could maybe do a bit of a drippy-ink look on ours? I dunno."

She shrugs helplessly, still grinning. "Suggestions welcome?"

"...We're already working in the hardware you need for optical camouflage...  Wouldn't be that hard to let you key in different color palettes when you're not using that for its design purpose."

"Well that would be awesome," she replies with a surprised laugh. "In that case maybe add some ink theming to the spider emblem, and then adjust the colorful parts to match whoever's fronting?"

"We can definitely do that!  And possibly adjust - if you want there to be emblems in the spider, that's pretty feasible.  If anything I'm having more trouble figuring out how to hybridize a spider and ink."

"Oh? Okay, that's workable." She starts sketching on a pad Momo hands her: a heart dripping ink, a lightning bolt, a burning shield, a mask with the right third shattering like glass, and a burning rose. "These were our emblems on Remnant."

"I can definitely make these work."

It will take a bit of doing to translate them through to the control program, but it's work well worth the doing.

Let her just sketch out a spider...

The design she ends up with evokes an almost calligraphic aesthetic; it is very much made of brushstrokes, sharp and sweeping, though she does add some details that would be more likened to dripping paint.  It looks as though she intends to center the spider's abdomen in the center of the chest, with its head facing downwards, to accent the dramatic swooshiness of the back legs further and equally give the dripping-ink forelegs she has devised a better (flatter) canvas.

"If this is alright, I can load all these into the control unit once I've gotten the actual costume made."

"Oh holy fuck that's gorgeous. That's amazing."

She tugs Momo into a fierce hug and tips up on tiptoes to press a kiss to her forehead, then drops back down to look her in the eyes.

"I love it. I can already tell the others do too. Thank you."

"I suppose I picked up more than I thought I would from Hero Art History."

Once she's caught her breath from the hug, and her poor gay heart has stopped trying to pound its way out of her chest (for now), she can actually make the costume.  It's a very complex craft, lots of fiddly details, from the computers to the fabric itself, but she can do it, so long as she keeps her focus.

Sable will not distract her, despite how amazing she is and how much she wants to just be continuously gay.

Instead she'll do more target practice. She needs to be able to web anything at the drop of a hat.

There's probably a good fifteen minutes of Creating and installing software and performing checks before she breaks free from her sole focus enough to say "It's ready!"

"Oooh yay!" She bounds over rather than toss targets out again.

"Here, try it on, make sure everything works right and fits right -"

And then what they're about to do hits her.

Oh, goodness.

Sable looks the costume over, awestruck, then examines deeper. "You included a built-in bra?" she asks, impressed.

"Well...  Yes?  I...  Wanted it to be self-contained."

"Smart."

She pulls her shirt off, setting it aside, then shimmies out of her pants, and then with a blushy grin and a wink at Momo, she pulls her bra over her head and sets that aside too, perky tits bouncing free, just barely obscured by the angle of her body.

Carefully, she steps into the sleek, graphite-black fabric of the costume, pulling it up over her hips, slipping into the sleeves, and zipping it up. Then she pulls on the mask, and turns to face Momo.

The calligraphed spider spills across her chest in faintly iridescent silver, her purple-violet heart dripping black ink in the center of the spider's abdomen. The trim at the wrists and palms, and inside the hood, is purple with silver webbing. Purple outlines highlight the expressive silver eyes on her mask. And every inch of it hugs her figure like a glove.

"Well, how do I look?"