Amongst the Thorns the Groundskeeper saw no reason to hide the good stuff. She'd decided to come in packing the artillery. The rifle with the welded on silencer. She wore her newly crafted armor as quite the sight. Out of caution Circe had donned a skin suit after what happened with her prior attempt to Hedgespin armor from wood plus a solid pair of steel toed boots for kicks. So where was all her pockets? Oh that'd be the backpack, fanny pack, and tactical belt holster. Throw in a thigh sheath for a knife and Circe felt she was looking pretty good.
Not that she was lacking in trade goods for the trip either. It was a trip to a market so she made sure to have something. Granted not the good stuff but she wasn't looking for much. Plus the bag wasn't huge. She could bring more next time if the place was worth trading.
Circe sees the others alrady present. She walks up to them, rifle pointing at the ground now and in one hand. The other fishes into the patriotic fanny pack. Why was everybody quiet? She produces from said pack: a pack of bubblegum. With a shrug she offers it to the other 3, raising her left eyebrow and ear in question.
Kit: backpack, fanny pack, 3 Ertwen Healing Fruits, Colt (Fiber optic) 45 + 2 extra clips & 20 rounds, SKS + 2 spare clips + 15 rounds + Silencer, knife, black skin suit, Hedgespun Lorica Segmentata, flashlight, thermos (gourmet coffee), 1 roll of duct tape, 2 power bars, 1 water bottle, Cumin powder, 2 pendants, bubblegum, 5 Godiva chocolate bars, Hedgespun multiool