"It's said to be a gift from the Precursors." She caught the tape which seemed to be much better quality than what she used back in London. It certainly unwound easier, held tighter to her skin and wrapped cleaner. "It's not well understood in my time. We are still trying to find information on the first of our Brotherhood."
She put the tape down on the floor and kicked it casually towards a corner. "I would prefer if we simply started. Is that alright with you?" She stretched her arms above her head, rolled her shoulders and settled into a defensive position.
Her fighting style was reactionary and more inclined to defensive than aggressive. He looked like a bruiser, one of the big, tall Blighters that were all muscle. They felt like hitting bricks. She was truly not as delicate as she appeared. It was best he didn't treat her like she was. Nothing truly bothered her more than such underestimation.