She'd only been in The Underbelly for a day or so, and she was already getting antsy. She wanted to head out as quickly as possible; but the areas she wanted to visit required she be with other people. And she needed a lot more supplies for the travel to them, though she was low on funds. Luckily for her one of the merchants told her of a few people who were causing ruckuses through out the area. She bought what she could from the merchant as thanks, which just happened to be an old zippo lighter, nothing special but if she could get fuel for it it'd be more than helpful to her and her would-be companions.<br/><br/>"<span style="font-style: italic">Anomaly</span>" the voices in her head cooed in unison. She never listened when they did that, they were only ever right once in a hundred times. She increased her pace to find those people the merchant spoke of. The crowds were irritating her voices causing them to speak more often. "<span style="font-style: italic">There's a thing around that corner</span>". "<span style="font-style: italic">Anomaly</span>". "<span style="font-style: italic">Here lift this barrel, it's vital to the mission, soldier</span>". Her nose bled behind her mask and she hurried her pace, blood dripping onto the concrete. As she rounded the corner she found just what and who she was looking for. A crowd had formed a circle, and luckily she was tall enough to see inside of it. Unluckily for her though, only two of the people she was looking for were together. She'd hoped they'd all be together to save her time and energy, but you take what you can get she decided.<br/><br/>"Hello boys," she said stepping through the crowed to the two men. Her voice, even though it was muffled by her helmet, carried a thick, almost hard to place accent. "I've heard you're getting ready to leave the underbelly, and I want to offer you a proposal". She crossed her arms and shifted her weight onto her right leg. The voices in her head were hushed and mumbling, as if they were afraid someone would hear them. Her nosebleed slowed as she thought of how to word her proposal to these men who'd almost shot the two merchant brothers. "<span style="font-style: italic">Maybe now isn't the best time for this, Niko,</span>" the voices moaned. She knew they were right stepping up to two of four men who were on edge wasn't the smartest idea, though they were her best bet.<br/><br/>"Here's my proposal; you're prepping to leave and I need to leave too". She hoped she could convince them to take her, she knew she didn't offer much to the table in the way of skills, but she had to try. "I'm good with a lock pick and I can open just about any lock you might come across. It's a lot less trouble, energy, and noise than just breaking them or shooting them open". She hoped silently that they'd believe her enough on that to take her, but she knew she'd need to play up her skills with her guns too. "I'm just as good with my shot gun as any man is with his, better than some I'd even say, and I'll gladly be willing to prove it. I'm not bad with a pistol or knife either, though when it comes down to it I prefer ranged combat to close combat any day". Her words bounced around in her head as the voices spoke up. "<span style="font-style: italic">Your armor is cracked and rusted, you'll need it to be fixed if you want to impress these people</span>". Again, the voices were right, but her lack of funds wouldn't even get her a box of shoddy ammo, let alone armor repairs or replacements, at least the use on the armor proved her experience.<br/><br/>She dreaded the idea of spending even another day down here, but she knew she needed capable people with her, and this group was easily her best bet. "The only condition I have for traveling with you, is that at some point I need to go deep into the cities located on the surface. There're lots of unopened locks up there, and I'm more than willing to split the contents easily. So, what do you say to letting me tag along"? She crossed the fingers she had tucked under her arm, and silently hoped to herself that they'd accept her. "<span style="font-style: italic">Fuck, Niko, you fucked that up</span>"!