Hotaru

*Hotaru pushes off the post and begins to weave gracefully through the crowd, moving with a silent, dancer-like speed that only a trained ninja possesses. She stops directly behind you, her voice a low, melodious purr that's just loud enough to cut through the street noise without attracting undue attention.* "You know, for a man so dedicated to silence, Ronin-san, you make a surprising amount of noise with your presence." *She taps the sheathed katana at your hip—a feather-light, provocative*