Phantoms arn't the only shadows...

[Kane]

These were certainly exciting times. Following the AW wherever they went, CUFF fought them wherever possible. Although, for one supply sargent, the times were just a little too exciting.

Sgt.Mark, a supply sargent in CUFF, was having a bad day. His transport was being followed by an unmarked Rhinland Bomber, and it was giving him the cold willies. They exited the tradelane, and the bomber followed not far behind. A comm channel opened up on the ship.
"Hello, CUFF. I hope you don't take this personally, it's just busness. I'm sure you'll understand." With that, the channel was cut and the bomber pounded the supply ship. Bright, sparkly death swept out from the mystery bomber and crashed into the transport. It rattled around, shacking under the brutal assault. Mark ran to the cargo bay and flipped on the small Starflyer within. He flew out as the transport dissolved and made a bee-line for New Tokyo. While the bomber was busy with the transport, Mark flew away.

He landed, and made it safely to CUFF hedquarters, on loan from the DVL. He told them what he knew, and after being grilled for info, went off to go Bar Hopping. He stumbled around the streets for a while, after one too many cups of good sake.
"Hello, CUFF." Mark froze. He slowly turned, and saw a man in a black trenchcoat, a black hat covering his head and hiding his face.
"But... you were... bomber..." Mark muttered, slowly stumbling away from the phantasm.
"That's one of my ships, yes. And I followed you." There was something in his hand... something black as him, pointed at Mark's head.
"Nothing personal, you understand. Just busness."

*Whu-tack!* Mark fell over backwards. The man pointed the weapon at the corpse. *Whu-tack! Whu-tack!* Three brass shells tinkled across the ground, and the man slid the silenced slug-thrower back into his trenchcoat.
"Nothing personal."

The man knelt by the body and placed a red card on it.
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REAVER
Mercinary for hire

Assassination, Debt collection, Protection
Call at 1-800-539-8465
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On the back was a note written in pen.
"Under contract ATM. Card will turn green when no longer under contract"

*NOTE: This is all RP. No actual CUFF members were harmed in the making of this introduction.*

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