chishio ojiko listened quietly to the world around her.<span style="font-style: italic">where are they?</span>she thought to herself.<span style="font-style: italic">I can't wait forever for them.</span>She was restless because she had other jobs to do. She was just waiting to get paid for the last job she did.<span style="font-style: italic">come on man. the guy is dead and his blood is driving my stomatch wild.</span>she held her katana tightly in her grip as she heard men coming up behind her. She pulls out the sword and swings it around just inches from the tallest person's neck. "who are you and what are you doing here?"