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First, Anna's been traveling most of the day, stopping at an exchange or two, and then running out to do some scavenging for useful trade materials.
It didn't go well.
Then it started to rain.
And then on her way to the Wasteland for a drink, she ran into a group of vampires attempting to turn in a werewolf for--being a werewolf. And scavenging.
At least that was what she heard as she attempted to navigate the crowd. That was pretty much the last straw.
It's amazing how a be-skirted vampire in a temper can clear out a street that fast. The fact that she had her shotgun with her might have helped. And there were at least two cool-headed passerby that helped run interference. She'll look them up later, buy them a drink or something. Or, you know, give them a little bit of whatever she and Daniel manage to grow.
At this moment, though, Anna is running one hand through her very damp hair and muttering to herself as she comes through the door.
Something about 'fledgling justice system, I don't think so'. She deserves a glass of bourbon today. Or a mug of blood and a bottle of moonshine. She's not in the mood to be picky.
It didn't go well.
Then it started to rain.
And then on her way to the Wasteland for a drink, she ran into a group of vampires attempting to turn in a werewolf for--being a werewolf. And scavenging.
At least that was what she heard as she attempted to navigate the crowd. That was pretty much the last straw.
It's amazing how a be-skirted vampire in a temper can clear out a street that fast. The fact that she had her shotgun with her might have helped. And there were at least two cool-headed passerby that helped run interference. She'll look them up later, buy them a drink or something. Or, you know, give them a little bit of whatever she and Daniel manage to grow.
At this moment, though, Anna is running one hand through her very damp hair and muttering to herself as she comes through the door.
Something about 'fledgling justice system, I don't think so'. She deserves a glass of bourbon today. Or a mug of blood and a bottle of moonshine. She's not in the mood to be picky.