Douglas nodded.  The fewer pieces better.  He sat still while she fitted the shoulder pieces over his shoulders.  For the life of him he could not think what they were called.  He scratched his head.  "A looney bin is where we sore the mentally unstable and a gun looks like you caster, but shots a metal slug like a really powerful now."<br/><br/>He moved this shoulders experimentally.  The armor really was light and flexible.  "I would love to see your fighting style.  I am always ready to learn new techniques."  He wondered if all of their fighting style relied upon being fully armored. He picked up the breast plate and weighed it experimentally.