Gaz was glad she'd worn bike shorts under her skirt that day as she ran up a wall, flipping backward onto a rafter in MiniMordhaus. She swung from rafter to rafter with all the grace and poise of an Olympian, silently thanking UbiSoft in her head for all of the hours of Prince of Persia goodness and training. She flipped artfully until she found Teja, descending behind him with a thud. She'd found a longbow, a quiver, two daggers, and two .45s and managed to strap all of it to her body with CAT-5 - the only rope she'd had around at the time. She'd tied her hair back in two low pigtails with the same. Wordlessly, she turned and started to attack with the daggers, still glad that Ubi was so detailed. She wasn't as good as Teja, nor would she ever be, but she was still good enough to help defend their home.