The Wolf of Manchester

[Sayne]

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Ident.
Jadyn "Grimwolfe" Giles
Loc. & Date
Manchester, 11JUN830
Station
Sheffield Station
Subject
Setbacks

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The camera cuts on to Jadyn sitting on a familiar couch in Manchester. His face has cuts and bruises on it and he appears to be cradling his right arm.

Ran into a particularly vicious form of Outcast tonight in Pennsylvania right after I got the bomber.

He winces as he chances position.

Turns out, they had the jump on me from the start. I'd seen them coming from a distance and did a search on them to see if any bounties were available for their ship. Not seeing anything, I went back to hunting for the Pirate Trains in the area. I'd already managed to take down two in the time that this particular individual showed up. They sat some distance away for a time, not doing anything before striking up a conversation with me about the finer points of taking people away from their lives. I assumed they were referring to the Slaves in the Pirate Trains I was hunting. I later figured out they were referencing their pirate slime brethren in my hold.

With nary another word, they opened fire on me. Their transport was apparently meant to fend off ships of my type...or I was just worse at the controls than I had assumed. The ship was rent in two and I was set adrift. They tractored their brothers and sisters in crime before departing. I remained silent until they were gone and called for assistance. Luckily Helium miners frequent Cleveland regularly and heard my distress call. Some medical attention later and I was on my way back to Manchester in the Skalli.

Soon as I'm a bit more rested up and recovered, I'm going to log some time on the simulator to sharpen my skills. As for the bomber...it's a lost cause. Another 10 million down the drain.

The damn ship wasn't even paid off yet.

He places his face in the palm of his good hand and sighs.

Until I can be sure my skills are adequately sufficient to take down this trash, I'm gonna keep my hunts to Manchester. Once I'm confident enough in my skills, I'm going to track that Outcast down...

Jadyn looks up at the camera with conviction. His eyes appear to flash red for a moment before returning to normal.

...and end their fucking existence.

He suddenly picks up a glass of amber liquid and throws it at the camera in a rare outburst of rage. The feed disappears as the camera falls to the floor.

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Signal Lost
Log Saved

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I've lost people who meant the world to me...and I'm still doing just fine.

I'm coming for everything they said I couldn't have.