[Though Annie still hasn't picked a true side, she understands the need for an organized force of good, no matter the area that it takes place in. To that end, she'd overheard someone talking about finding Rasyc's followers - apparently reponsible for a lot of the chaos currently going on - and she'd offered to help.
Following people who appear shady is something she's used to. It's her job, and it feels like old times as she hovers inside the warehouse, watching the different tables. She's good with cards, not so much with dice (despite her history), and though she hasn't been asked to prove herself, she holds a drink and watches... until someone says her name.
She recognizes him, the man who'd helped her when she'd first woken up and she glances around to make sure no one else is listening.]
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Following people who appear shady is something she's used to. It's her job, and it feels like old times as she hovers inside the warehouse, watching the different tables. She's good with cards, not so much with dice (despite her history), and though she hasn't been asked to prove herself, she holds a drink and watches... until someone says her name.
She recognizes him, the man who'd helped her when she'd first woken up and she glances around to make sure no one else is listening.]
Right.
[Ask if you wanna ask, Bucky.]