Shiba was in a somewhat secluded park in the city. Their weren't many people that came by but that didn't matter to him because in this park their were chess pedestals to play with. Shiba always brought his own set and he played whoever wanted to challenge him at the time. Shiba had few vices that he could say he enjoyed and playing chess was the only one that mattered to him. At the moment he was playing against an elderly man talking about his old days and how it was before contractors took away the sky. 

Shiba didn't particularly care because he was immersed in the game and he heard over a radio that another elderly patron brought that their was murder and it was suspected that contractors were the cause of it. Their so stupid and quick to judge a contractor because someone killed another. Shiba had no desire to kill anyone and he wasn't planning to look for anyone to fight all he wanted was to live and play chess nothing more nothing less. If he did need to kill it would only be so he can live longer he cant imagine another contractor killing and leaving evidence in plain sight like they did. Soon Shiba made one more move and said [color=green] checkmate[/color] Shiba said and he looked over the board and groaned loudly realizing that he lost and I gave a small grin at another victory wondering what he will do today...