"Street thug." Kate read her the info and most importantly the whereabouts, and slung her quiver and let her bow sling hang off her shoulder. She donned the eyewear part of her costume and wore jeans and a tank top; the less identifiers, the better these days Kate guessed. She probably could've even gone without her bow tonight, and sometimes she did, but she didn't particularly like to. Smirking, Kate headed out with her partner. Time to kick some ass.