The Wolf of Manchester

[Sayne]

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Ident.
Jadyn "Grimwolfe" Giles
Loc. & Date
Leeds, 27JUN830
Station
Halifax Freeport
Subject
Idle Hands

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The video feed opens up in a bar. Jadyn is only half in the frame, drinking more of the amber liquid he is often seen with. The color in his face has returned somewhat and he doesn't appear to be in any more pain.

It's weird seeing the shady side of Sirius again after being on the other side for so many years. It's hard to break old habits. My instinct is to arrest the lot of them and throw them in my hold as bounties.

He looks to the camera.

I need to break that habit, though. I might need them in the future. I'll save my ire for the worst of them.

He raises his empty glass to a passing waitress. She collects the empty glass. A moment later she replaces it with a topped off one. Jadyn nods to her with a smile as she departs.

Fahrenheit seems to have repaired itself. I was finally able to deactivate it after that encounter with the Nomad. Seems whatever it did caused a soft reboot of the software. Still, it shouldn't have happened. I need to get Merlow or one of the Freedom Fighters to take a look at them...if they'll even answer my call.

He looks off into the distance thinking. As he does so, he absent mindedly swirls his drink before looking back to the camera.

That Auxo gent did a good job on my ship. I was impressed with his work. It turns out the intelligence I obtained on them was fairly spot on. Good with technology and they appear to be a society revolved around it. I need more intel before I can work with them in the future, though. The encounter with the Nomad seemed to be a little convenient if you catch my meaning. He showed up shortly after it got there and decided to start shooting at it. The Nomad barely put up a fight and then ran away? Seems awfully suspicious. After their little spat, I pretended not to know much about the Technocracy. I was surprised he didn't question that, a Hunter not knowing much about the Auxo? That should have been surprising for him. I guess he doesn't have much experience with Bounty Hunters. Even with Fahrenheit acting up at the time, it helped keep my emotions flatlined until I left. Pretty sure I spooked him at some point for some reason. No idea why, guess it was the nature of Fahrenheit.

Jadyn sighs and shrugs.

Anyway, I've been idling enough. I figure I can pick up the Bomber and do some runs in Pennsylvania later or find some other work in the edge worlds for now. I'll send an encoded message out to the Freedom Fighters and see if anyone bites. If Merlow or Scarman answers, maybe I'll have a chance to get Fahrenheit looked at to see if any work needs done to it. If not, maybe I'll finally be able to die.

He shrugs and downs the rest of his glass in a single gulp before slamming the glass on the table, causing the camera to bounce.

Or maybe I'll just remind people of days better left forgotten. Whatever the case, maybe someone will finally get closure.

He reaches forward and picks up the camera. Shortly thereafter, the feed cuts out.

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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.