Teikou District

Haizaki grumbled to himself as he walked down the street, kicking any cans that came in his path. Of course, orders were orders no matter what, but that didn't mean he had to like them. Gather information. That all sounded fine and dandy, but just what sort of information did they want? Information on people? Information on the different factions movement? Just what was his goal here? That would be so much more helpful than the two word order he was given.

Huffing out a sigh, he took a break from walking and just stood there in the middle of the street. If only Lady Luck would shine his way, he might be able to find something of importance... Or find a new source of information. Getting anyone to spill anything useful lately was getting increasingly hard... Maybe meeting someone new to spill some beans is what his orders meant. Well, that all just depended on if he could talk to the right people. Suddenly, Haizaki was motivated again.