Securing the last bit of her handwrap, Audrey checked her ponytail to make sure it was secure. "No gear?" she asked him, rolling her head to stretch her neck a bit, giving her arms a swing to loosen them up. It was mostly an act; the moment he said no (because she was pretty sure he was going to scoff at needing protective gear of any sort), she was going to move in. She had a nasty little joint lock and takedown move that would put him facedown on the ground with her knee in his back. That seemed like a good start.