Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-32663439-20150609040541/@comment-32663439-20150610050041

An armored girl minus a helmet (Svana) walked out of the convenience store a moment after Anna, and noticed she shot the thief. She shrugged, not really caring. Where she was from, shooting someone or getting shot wasn't uncommon. She took a bite of the Skinny Jack she had (It's a Slim Jim) as she walked to her own bike. She also noticed the man Damien messed up. "This region is getting more and more like home as time passes...." she sighed.