Her eyes dark and blank once more, the way they always got before she killed, Karen said, "Excellent."  She lifted herself from her lounging position so smoothly it looked as if she had been lifted by invisible strings.  If there was one thing you could say about Karen, besides her amazing aim, it was how extremely lithe and flexible she was.  She could fit in places most children couldn't get into.  Her leather pants and blank silk blouse hid her weapons quite well, hand guns and knives all over the place.<br/><br/>Karen picked up a rifle and slung it over her shoulder and then a shotgun, both of which had been sitting near her and said, "Ready.  You?"  She looked Anthony up and down, shaking her head just a little.  It was certainly a shame that such an attractive package had such a jerk inside it.  She didn't know why her and Anthony hated each other so much, but they certainly did.  It made even less sense how they worked so well together, almost as if they knew what the other was going to do before they did it.