Rhea made her way quietly through the junker town, her loose shirt was dirty and had a symbol burned onto the front of it. Her dark pants were tighter and had quiet a few hole in them, her shoes were in a worse condition with how worn they were. She wore a ratty black gas mask that covered her whole face. Her visible arms were covered in bandages but when the wind hit her, her shirt pressed against something underneath it. When she thought no one was watching she slipped out of view and made her way to the back of one of the trading posts. She opened her bag and started quietly putting the food and water into it. When she was done she moved backwards and was almost in the clear when the person in charge saw her.
He advanced quickly and pulled out a gun. Rhea moved to the left before jumping on the guy. Dropping the gun, the guy grabbed her arms and tried to push her to the ground. With an sharp toothed animalistic grin, four more arms became visible as she pulled them through her too large shirt sleeves. She pulled her arms easily out of the guys grasp. Rhea grabbed the gun, holding the guy down on the ground, she shot the guy twice in the chest with the scrap gun. Holding the gun in one hand and bag of stolen goods in the other, she quickly searched the guys pockets. She quickly left, thankful that this food would last half a month, and the feeling that someone was following her.
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