Emma pushes into room and her jaw goes slack. She's like a kid in a candy store. She scampers about the large room, a permanent grin plastered on her face. Emma starts grabbing wildly at frag grenades, stuffing them into a satchel resting near by. One after another she piles the explosives in.  She adds a few sticks of dynamite, and some proximity mines.  She grabs a few throwing knives , a .45mm hand gun and a box of bullets....<br/><br/>Then she sees it.<br/><br/><span style="color: blue">"Its...beautiful."</span>she stammers. A large blasting cannon sits nestled against the shelf.  Emma's fingers tremble as she reaches out to pat at the oversized launcher.  Theres a marking on the back of the gun, proclaiming the name<a class="externalLink" href="http://fallout.wikia.com/wiki/Annabelle" rel="nofollow" target="_blank"> "Annabelle" </a>.<br/><span style="color: blue">"Annabelle...." </span>Emma murmurs dreamily.<span style="color: blue"> "This. "</span>she grabs the rocket launcher after slinging the bag of explosives over her shoulder.<span style="color: blue"> "I need this." </span>she holds out Annabelle for inspection, her grin is downright creepy.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>