Maria waited on the roof, idly playing with the blades in her arms by flicking them in and out. It was boring to simply wait and see who'll come but that was the life of a mercenary. Waiting, waiting, waiting. Waiting for something, waiting for planning, waiting for when she could kill someone... it wasn't fun, but it was all she was good at at the moment.<br/><br/>She had a feeling that the job she was going to do would be a sleazy one, jobs like this always were, but she really couldn't complain about it. She was for hire and someone hired her. If they needed her and they could pay her, alright then. Long as it didn't involve any children in any way, she was willing to just do the job without a complaint.<br/><br/>If it did. Well, she was willing to still do it but the person who hired her might not be alright after a day or two...<br/><br/>"Hmmm... I thought I heard something," she said, looking around when she apparently heard a few gunshots, shouting and more gun shots. She brushed it off, thinking it was nothing. "Nah, it's just the wind."<br/><br/>She then felt her phone ring and she pulled it out, getting a short message:<br/><br/><em>Come to the conference. You're wanted.</em><br/><br/>And it showed a map, detailing how she should go to the top floor and enter the conference room.<br/><br/>Ahhh... there are her instructions! Smiling, Maria pocketed her phone and went to her destination quickly. She can be an airhead at times, really. She should have known being on the roof was a silly thing to do. With people being able to see her and all. Maria knocked her head a few times as she went to her destination.<br/><br/>When she got there, she stopped at the door. Fixing her outfit, because going in looking like a slob was stupid even for her, and she knocked on the door first for a few seconds before she said, "hello! May I come in?"<br/><br/>She entered anyways, opening the door and poking her head inside to see who was in there.