Arisaka skipped down the battered roads as the day had just begun, listening to the beats of an Asari DJ called "Muv-Wuv". Ignoring the glares she was getting as she delved deeper into hostile territory. With each growl, she hummed, with each glare she smiled, with each pair of lustful eyes she stroke a pose. With that one person who tried to mug her, she gave him half a clip of SMG to the face. Just like any other day, her go-lucky attitude could not be shaken.

Following the coordinates, she came across a large sewer grate. Although she could be wrong, Arisaka decided not to listen to her GPS which was pleading her to not go into the sewers. With a quick fiddle with her knives, the rusted grate dropped open and Arisaka helped herself to entering. It was dark and dingy and cramped, nothing Arisaka hadn't felt before as a slave working on communication lines and sewer tunnels just like this one. 

One soft footstep at a time, she listened in on any noises that could arise, and it paid off.
"Get moving you idiots!" a Vorcha hissed.
"We're trying if you would get all those drug out of your eyes!" another one hissed back.
"Yes, why don't you come help instead of standing there getting high?" there must have been a lot of Vorcha in the tunnels today.
"Because I'm not high! I'm simply enjoy myself!"
"If we don't pack this shit up right now, we're going to get our asses kicked! Everyone else is already further ahead!"

Arisaka laughed as she heard the conversation, Vorcha were so funny sometimes. So funny to the point that she forgot they could hear her.
"Hands up [i]human[/i]." One of them pointed a shotgun at Arisaka as she was still laughing, "I said [i]hands up[/i]."
"Maybe she's a druggie who wondered in." one of the Vorcha suggested.
"Like hell she is, we locked that grate, or were you too high to remember?"
"Good sirs, are you threatening me?" Arisaka jumped up, slightly starling the gunman.
"No, we're going to give you flowers." one of them sarcastically spoke while he dropped his head in a disbelieving look.
"Oh, do you have any of those Asari roses? I guess Human tulips would work too, but-" A gun went off right next to Arisaka and interuppted her, "That wasn't very nice."

Arisaka grabbed the gun of the Vorcha closest to her and head butted him. As he stumbled backwards, she shot him right in the head with his own gun, leaving a bloody streak across the ground as he flew back. The Vorcha to his right opened fired with an assault rifle, sending a hail of bullets towards the girl, but not fast enough. Arisaka dashed to the Vorcha as he reloaded and mounted his shoulders, and with a quick [i]crack[/i], she broke the Vorcha's next. The last one must have forgotten his gun and ran back shouting, "We've got an intruder! We've got an intrud-"

Arisaka grabbed the back of his head before stabbing it with her knives, Proceeding to use his shoulders like a gymnastics bar, she flipped over the poor bastard and pulled her knives out from the back of his head and relocate them to his eyes. With one last scream, he sunk to the floor.

She turned around to see Vorcha flooding the length of the tunnel, taking cover and shouting orders at each other. "This should be fun." Arisaka equipped her Hornets and walked toward them in the most innocent way ever. The Vorcha were going to have nightmares about that face as she mowed them down, assuming any of them survived.

One hour later Arisaka was enjoy a nice nap, she had gotten out of the tunnels, leaving a trail of Vorcha bodies behind and decided a nice relaxation period was needed. But she did prepare incase anyone was still alive and tried following her. She had found a grenade on one of the bodies and hooked it up a simple trip wire. Crude, but effective.
"One, 21 guns, lay down your arms, give up the fight~" Arisaka sang to herself as he busied herself by sharpening her knives on a small sharpening stone she had on her.