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Walking down the dark streets was a slender figure dressed in the ancient blue uniform that police officers wore in the Meji era. It was hard to tell if the person was male or female. The slim figure and long, black hair tied at the nape of his/her neck were tale tale signs of a woman, but the harsh featurs of the face and cold blue stare gave the air of a man as did the confident and powerful walk. A shiethed Nihondou swong gently at the person's side.

To those who knew this person, it was male. He was called Tomoni. But to this person's self and only theirself, it was female. Yes, to the world she was a male. Her real name was Tokusie. The rhyme and reason to fool those around her was for money, plain and simple. Tomoni was known as one of the best assasins who's service was for sale. The gender had given her a great respect and many feared her. That was why Tokusie went as Tomoni.

Her/his stroll walk was almost over, but lead him to a back alley. The map of this town presented itself firmly in his head, his next job would be just around the corner. Humans were fickle things, Tomoni knew this and used it in his work. Creatures of habbit, they tend to fall into rutiens which can be very dangerous. As expected, a short, bald man rounded the corner. This was Tomoni's target. He was on his way home from the bar, doing what he did each day at this time.

So predictable. Tomoni thought. As the assasin and old man passed each other, the sound of steel slicing through flesh shounded, but Tomoni appeared to not move. The man fell to the ground and the killer walked on, as if nothing ever happened.

The man that now lay dead deserved his punishment. He had been known to start fights in improper places. Now he paid for that with his life. The Sherrif would not be happy with the way Tomoni handled it, but it was unlikely anyone would find out that the woman maskarading as a man was the one responsible for the death.