[spoiler]I'll go ahead and start.[/spoiler] [i]Heavy armoring, judging from the thickness of the plates. Victoria muttered quietly to herself as she allowed Dale to speak, reminding herself of his equipment, taking notice of the oddity that were the two silver gauntlets. Upon her own being, she had kept her holster to her Bolt Pistol strapped on, even as she would unstrap the weapon. On the other side of her waist was a sheathed gladius, and slung upon her back had appeared to be a large, heavy shield. She seemed built for endurance, if anything - though she wasn't a giant, instead shorter than her foe at five feet and nine inches.[/i] "Me? Stratagem." [i]She responded, before a single *BLAM!* rang out, a .50 caliber bullet rocketing towards Dale's chest. She wasn't as chill as one would think.[/i]