Sayuri yawns as she walks down the streets towards her last delivery. She'd had a long day, having had worked in the shop all morning then had a dozen deliveries. She didn't mind though. She didn't have to pay for a room or food, and enjoyed the work besides. She turned the corner and smiled, "There it is my last stop, and favorite bar in the city. Walking in she makes her way around the outside edge of the room up to the bar and places the wrapped package on the par in front of the owner, "Hey Tom how are ya today? I got yor knives here."

The older man turns and smiles brightly, "Ah, Sayri I'm doin' well how bout yourself? Need a drink? Have some time to hang around? Mina'll be in here soon," As he talks he pulls out a small bag of beri and hands it to her.

Smiling she accepts the bag, "I'm fine it's just been a long day," she accepts the bag and slips it into her delivery bag. She turns looking at the room and leans against the counter, "I do believe I'll stay and wait for her," she notices a card game going on and watches with a mild intrest, *'Looks like Red there still hasn't learned. He just doesn't seem to get he sucks at cards."

As she watched she sighed and walked towards the table smiling and nodding at those who welcomed her. She shoved her way to the front of the crowd standing behind the red haired man watching. She snickered when he, inevitably, lost. She was surprised however when he pulled a flintlock on the one-armed man who he was playing. Sighing Sayuri walks closer to and places her hand on the sword that was always at her waist. As she did so the cheers quieted, "Well Red, seems you've finally gotten tired of losing. I would, however, reccomend you put the pistol away and leave quietly. Otherwise I might need to get involved," she said it like she was just talking about the weather, but, like most of the local regulars knew, she wasn't a pushover. Not the strongest in town, but still pretty strong.