<b>Kacy Anderson</b><br/><br/>Kacy hummed to herself as Reaper checked in, twirling a metal pen through her hands. She was idly considering the killing potential of then pen, but really she just wanted something to do with her hands... she was getting restless again, and she wasn't sure what to make of the game of hundred questions with her partner in crime. He didn't seem especially interested in shooting her, so that as a plus. Well, not with a metal gun, any case - she still wasn't sure of his intentions with more fleshy firing mechanisms.<br/><br/>She rolled onto her stomach with a sigh, hanging her arm over the side of the seat to poke disinterestedly at a few trinkets left on the floor by the previous owner, her leg likewise half off the seat, lolling. "She have anything else for us? I'm looking forward to being able to stretch my legs sometime soon." She stretches along the seat, tightening her muscles with a pleased sigh, savoring the physicality of it before she flops back down, snapping a plastic bag with a flick of her finger. "Nice car like this, you'd think the guy would have something of value back here."