<div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Shizuru, Demon Samurai Bartender</div><div class="spoiler_body"><div align="center">(http://i1264.photobucket.com/albums/jj499/MzHyde/Character%20Portraits/Nakaru.jpg)</div></div></div><strong>Location:</strong>Office<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Jack, Marc<br/><br/>Shizuru tilted her head back, making it look like she was just staring at the celiling and hardly paying attention, her hands slid into her pockets and her posture relaxed. So, normal Shizuru. She quietly exhaled a little smoke and let the awkward silence hang in the air for a moment or two. Another habit. Either she loved to make people wait, or she was just thinking. Perhaps a mixture of the two. After a moment, she lowered her head and murmured in that husky voice of hers, speaking around the cigarette dangling between her lips, "...I let you give me money because I didn't know that I'd have any to repay you with. I knew you'd make me an offer like this. A loan shark, on the other hand, I'd probably have to kill. You know me. These days I'd rather not stain my sword unless I have to. Plus, loan sharks are much more of a pain in the ass." A faint smirk curled her lips. The demoness turned away and tapped some ash off her cigarette looking back at Marc again, "I'll do you two jobs for you, provided you keep in mind my current policies on killing. You want Koryu to make an appearance, it had better be worth it. I've put an end to warlords and generals with that blade, I'm not wasting it on some two-bit thugs."<br/><br/>They might think it was strange that she didn't want Marc in her debt but, personally, Shizuru thought the whole debt/favor cycle was a pain in the ass. Besides, why should she join his venture? Who knew how long he'd demand her services? Adding to that, she really didn't need anything more from Marc. She had her bar. Good enough for her. If she needed something in the future, she'd cross that bridge when she came to it. This way she'd be out and things would be square pretty fast. That was the hope, at least. The demoness stood by, waiting to hear his terms.