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San Diego, where the Bitches are fine and the Beaches are finer. Or was it the other way around? She'd never been any good at stuff like that due to all her traveling. But her brief time here had been fun. 

Slow Ride trotted through town slowly but steadily. Not seeming to mind the fact that both her [i]and[/i] her plate armored friend were riding him. This would probably be her last trip through a town for a while. She needed to make sure she had everything she needed. Food? Check. Water? Check. Rope? Check. She had her cleaning kit, a map of the area, as briefly useful as that would be, but what else would she need?

She turned around to face Neon Knight.[i][color=00aeef]"Hmm... hey Neon, can ya think of anything else we might need? I think I got everythin'."[/color][/i] A voice spoke out from the helmet. [i][color=f26522]"Uh... W-What about medical supplies? What if you get hurt out there?"[/color][/i] Annie thought for a brief moment before responding. [i][color=00aeef]"Well, I did think of that, well I suppose you could say I thought of [b]you[/b] and decided to get me a roll of bandages. Maybe a bottle of whiskey could do me some good. Or maybe some of these stores got some candy. I do like my caramel."[/color][/i]

She didn't need to waste money on ammunition or anything. Her knight-like friend would do most of the defending. She had something sharp in her cleaning kit if push really came to shove. Or her spade. It was... oh 9:30? Maybe a little after? It was about time for her to start the journey back home to New York. Don't want to start too late into the day.

Annie directed Slow Ride to a nearby trough and tied him to a post nearby, much like a few others. She hopped off Slow Ride, as well as Neon Knight. [i][color=00aeef]"I guess it couldn't hurt to look around a little. Come on Neon, let's go see if we can't just find something we're missin'."[/color][/i]