Night City, a haven for gangs and corpos alike. Few could make it in such a city, though that didn't stop anyone from going. Walking around Kabuki, the place was riddled with people. Joytoys, Tyger Claws, NCPD, you name it. Though one person stood out. A mercenary leaning against the fence that encapsulated a holographic sakura tree. "You're here. What's the stitch, choomm?"