A Tool's Rebellion

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Assassins and Killers have become the main tool on combat and war. Instead of fighting themselves, hired killers do it. But what happens when one decides to not be a "tool" anymore?

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Setting: Shade City2011-01-14 14:48:12, as written by Oblivian
OOC: Ok then, guess we'll just work the details out in the RP.
Jax had reached a few blocks from the motel now as he contiuned walking farther from the company building. He knew they were already starting to hunt him down with that one assassin that got away, but running for it will only wear him out for when they do reach him. Was going to end up being a tough first night away from Carnage, that much was true. But there was still no reason to really get all worked up about it. Reaching into his jacket, he took out some headphones, placing them so the middle arc part was hanging behind his neck as he did he favorite pass time, just listen to music. Reaching into his jacket again, he turned on the player and just walked along, listening to one of the songs in his playlist.
Music Playing: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=49_OhbFw ... re=related
As he moved his head slightly along with the music, the shadow of someone on a roof across the street watched him. Taking out sniper rifle, the assassin aimed it at Jax, ready to take him out. The gunshot echoed through the night street as it could be heard from a few blocks off. But it wasn't jsut one shot, but two, right behind the other. Jax had slide down to avoid the sniper and quickly shot his gun, firing a piercing bullet right through the snipper rifle's scope as it penetrated through the assassins head, entering through his eye. When Jax slide down and faced the assassin, he also showed that he had only one half of the headphones on his ears, allowing him to still hear the attacker. "Shesh...do they think I'm THAT laid back? Guess they think to little of me now that I left." Returning the gun to his side, he then continued walking along the road.