If you want someone dead, you send out Pax Humanis. You want someone captured alive, you send someone like me to join the Pax Humanis member. I have one job, to remind them that the target is to be brought in alive. Most of the very experienced members have learned enough to avoid killing targets when need be, but, well, sometimes the younger ones need reminders. -- Anon Guest
My name is Maan, and I'm a Leash. Not 'leech' like so many misread it or mishear it. Leash. L-E-A-S-H. It's not the most well-known job, as you may guess?
What do I do as a Leash?
I hold back members of Pax Humanis from killing people. It is way harder than you think it might be. Humanity has made an industry out of their homicidally and criminally insane, giving them truly evil entities to hunt down. If the CRC wants them alive...
That's where I step in. Sometimes directly between the quarry and the -ah- 'hunter'.
I knew the job was dangerous when I took it[1].
In my favour, the Pax Humanis people usually like knives over projectile weapons. Some like fists or strangling with their bare hands. Those are so much more easier than the knife people and the others.
Pro tip: Layers of armour. Trust me. I have a double-layer set of Skins with oobleck in between. It's my last resort and has literally saved my life from frustrated killers more than once. There's a lot of security around my personal sleep pod, but these are also people who subvert security measures as a hobby.
On the plus side, the payout on my life insurance is going to see the rest of my family into comfort and security for quite some time. A small comfort, but... yeah. I already knew.
It has to be done. Otherwise the wicked don't get a chance of redemption.
[1] If you know where the song lyric is from, speak up. I would like to find my people.
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