Barrier Gate Station West Wing Pub, The Lone Drunkard

[Wesker]

The Pub was a bit familiar, the same place she had met with that outcast, Ezio, several months back. Anna was a bit shaken, she was never the type to be halfway in with a plan. Taking calculated risks and being all in earned her both an uplifting and damning pool of fame. Her own son, Isaak, couldn't quite wrap his head around Anna's story. He still held her accountable for the destruction and pain she caused - they weren't left on the best of terms. Things weren't fairing much better with Lucien, he'd changed; sold his soul to a cause he believed in, and it began to give Anna the impression she was more of a burden to him than anything else.

Struggling to find her way now, Anna hoped being a mercenary would help her to find a halfway point between who she really was - and who she'd become. Being self-sufficient in her own way, she hoped it sit better with Lucien than simply being a loose cannon in their relationship.

Basically a lot of stupid reasons to start killing again, but being a mercenary didn't completely entail killing - did it?

Anna sat in front of the bar table, scrolling through a small PDA. It looked like she was watching videos or memories. She left all her gear on but her helmet, which was strapped to the back of her flight suit.

A few people starred, but no one said anything. Barrier Gate never saw Hessians, and the partially torn SOA logo on her flight suit gave everyone that impression.

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