A life dealer

[pim]

//this story can be read alone, or linked to PIM's one.

**New Berlin**

I cannot believe I'm still alive ! I was landed on New Berlin, I just purchased a new shipment and I was eating at a restaurant while my ship was loaded. I smelt this odor in my food, an odor I was used to, because I was using this poison 1 year ago.
10 seconds, that's the time it took me to be back... to... myself ? Had I really changed ? I can't say right now... Unimportant, I went to the back door, as I thought, the one who had put this poison in my food tried to go out this way. Training is like bicycle : it cannot be forgotten. This guy was a newby, he didn't even noticed me when I followed him.

**In space**

He has talked... So, they finally found me... These traitors ! Denouncing me wasn't enough ? Now, they want me down ? So be it, I'll have to survive, and so on, counterattack.
I'm currently heading Manhattan, that's where they are, they haven't expanded in space yet. I'll have to find weapons, I guess one of my ancient contact could find me some...
Heh ! Changing name... Only one name, not changing anymore... Sure thing they would have found me at last... I'll have to send them a warning : stop searching me , maybe killing them all will be necessary... They found me, they'll have to assume consequences.

**Manhattan**

It wasn't that hard to avoid the predictable trap they prepared me at weapon's delivering. I never thought contracts I did during old time had as much an impact : my owners are now controlling the whole Manhattan's crime web, and, even if not in space yet, they have a huge influence now...
I got my guns, queried some names to some friends and got infos about them... I'm not ready to strike yet, but it will come in time. Contrary to them, I now have all my time...

Hmm, I met some of the ones I had heard about, and they gave me more names... This guy... he's the only name I remember from my past, and, at this time, he was the least handman of the Organisation... That's what I call a promotion : Leader of executive wing ! He might be the one who ordered to find me...
Killing them all will be quite impossible, let's head for a message by corpse interposed : I'll have to clean this whole wing to tell the remainers : I'm not alive anymore... okay ? . So, who's the next target ?..

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OK for gentle RP, OK for gentle PvP too. What do you prefer ?
Hurk hurk hurk...

[\JG/]Pim (mercenary, ex-IMG)(Raven's talon, New London and New Berlin mainly)
John Smith(independant trader, ex-contract killer on Manhattan)(Heavy Tanker)