Marionette looked down at the fighting below. She was lounging on the edge on the room of a big warehouse, one of her dealers had gotten a new shipment of weapons. Good weapons. She had handpicked this shipment to match what the ronin in the area could possibly want. She had been watching them an unusual amount the past couple months to figure out what they could possibly need. She had watched what they used, how they used it, and every possible problem and strength to the point where she possibly knew how these ronin fought better than they did. She leaned in and took a bite of her sandwich, watching them was interesting and had become a pastime in addition to being research. She watched in anticipation as a ronin in an ice cream truck drove towards an oni full speed with a sort of baseball bat. She hoped the fighting would calm down soon as interesting as it was though, she had to go check in with a dealer who was having problems with one raiding his main warehouse and she promised to help.

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