"Sadly," the red head said, giving her head a little shake, "what you get in the locker where you found your stuff is it. For not at least. Some of th' folk 'round here managed t' get some real clothin' when they went planet side." Gwen herself had been lucky to find her jacket, pistol belt, and side arm. Secretly she was still hoping her rifle was in the weapons locker. "As much as I hated my uniform at times I'd kiss a Purplebelly just to get it back."