Lounging unconcerned against some sort of crate, Karen was double checking her weapons making sure the guns were loaded and her knives she had recently purchased were sharp in their wrist sheaths and in her new boots.  She was really growing to enjoy her little toys.  She looked across the way at Anthony when she heard him sigh.  "What's the matter," she asked tight and unforgiving.  One of these day's she was really going to have to find a better partner or strike out on her own.  Not that Anthony wasn't good at what he did, she just couldn't stand to be around him for more than five seconds.