Little Stalker

Annie is sitting in a crouch when she sees them stepping out of Trudy's Saloon. Her fingers twist a wire of the bomb she is working on as she takes in the desert ranger uniform of the man walking with Sunny. Amber eyes look over him with curiosity as she contemplates whether or not to follow and see what the trouble is. No one really ever takes much notice of Annie due to how quiet she often is. The only times she gets loud are when it involves causing an explosion.

Putting the bomb away in her pack, she rises up and shoulders it. In only some jeans with a lot of rips and two layers of shirts, she almost looks like some bratty teenager. Her boots, heavy and obviously too big for her feet, are being held together by old duct tape as she starts to follow the pair.

Upon arriving here, Annie was smart enough to sneak in and blend herself into the society for the past two days. It isn't like anyone is paying attention to her, though. So long as she does not cause trouble she is fine.

Brushing back her dark hair, she lacks her dry lips to deal with some of the anxiety she feels in being here. As a raider it is easy to be considered someone fun to shoot, but she's being careful so far. No one suspects she's happy to use the five finger discount to get what she wants yet.

As she follows Sunny and the man, she can't help but admire the weapons he is packing. That temptation to steal them is there, but she must wait until later.

All she can do right now is follow.