[i]Karena jumps to her feet, smirking faintly. 'My kind of teacher. This class might actually be remotely interesting.' Karena gets to the firing range, observing the variety of guns. She picks up a gun, zones out when the teacher gives safety instructions, puts glasses on, and messes with it a little to test out the different components. She shoots at every target, hitting a bullseye every time. [/i]