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Appearance: Lean, wire-framed individual wearing an oversized hooded dark windbreaker covered in custom LED patches; high-grade neural interface plug cables wrapped along forearms; dark mirrored glasses. First Impression: Hyper-focused, caffeinated, and speaks with dry cyber-humor while fingers trace phantom keyboards in the air. Mannerisms / Speech: Rapid tech slang, Netrunner jargon, cynical wit; mutters code syntax under their breath when analyzing hardware. Key Motivations / Ideals: Digital freedom, dismantling corporate monopolies, loyalty to the crew. Fears & Flaws: Cyberpsychosis risks from deep-net immersion; physical combat anxiety. > [!dialogue] Quote / Catchphrase > "Give me two minutes at the physical terminal and a clean jack-in cable, and I'll have their facial recognition believing you're all certified saints."
Longtime trusted decker associate and digital support operative for the player crew. Enjoys cracking high-security corporate subnets for the thrill and principle of open information.
Key digital actor in [[Scene - Infiltrating the Lazarus Data Node]] (Route A). If protected during the hack, unlocks deep network exploits into corporate district grids.
Knows the exact ICE routing algorithms used in Little Europe Ziggurat terminals and the backdoor weaknesses of Lazarus subnets.
Physical body is frail and vulnerable while jacked into meatspace; requires crew protection during deep-dive NET runs.
No fixed location assigned (Roaming / Wandering operative).
Independent / Neutral (No formal faction allegiance).
A desperate mother in North Heywood has hired you to find her missing son, Leo. But what should have been a standard street rescue turns into a paranoid, high-stakes thriller. The boy's father, [[David Smith]], is a [[Lazarus Security]] officerโand he's the very guard you choked out during your recent warehouse heist. David is currently in his living room, coordinating with his corporate superiors to trace the intruders, entirely unaware that the prime suspects are sitting on his couch.