My name is Kori'mh, me existence is a secret, my mission is a threat, what should be known of me has never been spoken; my purpose is to be is to be in the shadows.
I've been looking for a man for some time, the barstard owed me big time for some ISK, for a matter of fact he owed me a lot. And as expected he's never showed his face since. I relies he was profiting surprisingly to begin with. But ever since I threatened him he's disappeared, he had contacts with members which benefited from his achievements’ and the outcome to which became of him. I looked at this and saw from a distance the best possible path of action. And wait for the opportunity to strike and gain the profits I dear to hold in my grasp. The members were slow and ignorant, easy to work with and easy to bend. They will never know what hit them. After asking a simple question to one of them, they never hesitated to reply to what I needed, it was too easy.
All I had to do now is to get this guy and make him cough up.
It was very fortunate that I found what I was looking for to start with, an easy target. Wanted, high price, convicted against humanity. There is no shame in what he was convicted for, it makes no sense to me, as long as I do what I do best in the most humane way possible.
And now I must see to it that something must be done. There must be a contact from the one I serve into which I can perform my task. I prepare for leaving the station.
At the destination in a lonely part of space I wait for him, but no one is here? And to what end I wait for hours with still no appearance of him. Waiting in deep space feels like an entirety, there is no reply or answer. In utter silence there is only the humming of the engine.
.......... Utter silence.
...........Of what I’ am, and what's to come.
Nothing seems to make sense.
Why?
Disappointed and angry he didn’t turn up, wasting my time I leave, why let an opportunity slip though my gasp just because I need authorization, how gives a shit, I take orders for no one. I only join them.
On my way back to my target a message came through.
“Kori’mh what the hell are you trying to pull at here, suicide? ". It was him.
“I’m just heading towards my meeting with that rip off merchant, sir"
“Well guess what your plan just back fired, your subject has been found but is too deep in Amarr territory to be dealt with. Return to base."
Well that was it, oh, why didn’t I make the decision there and now, instead of suffering? It was a great opportunity. I was blessed with it; there couldn’t have been anything better than to totally screw someone up and lose everything. Sure I was new in the system but I had the experience, the will to do what ever is necessary to rise above the rest.
Kori'mh will return
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