Faction Clean Slate [Darkwire Shadowrunners]

[Cassus Akovin]

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- mindless organizations can only be overpowered by a reckoning so gratuitous none of their brokers will be able to pay their accountants high enough to measure it. I know now that I had the choice to walk away, but I know many of you don't, so I choose Corpocide. I choose Violence.

Death to the Corporations, death to CAD!

Down in the recesses of the Midnight Zone, Cassus reflected on his own words looking at the Memorial Wall of The Tombs. The train attack in District 7 was supposed to be a liberating event. Show the whole world, the whole galaxy, that the Shadowrunners would go to any lengths to resist their exploitation. Darkwire had run thousands of jobs, and a handful of them collapsed entire governments. As the veterans left or died, the next generation decided to take the fight directly to their former employers. What they all thought was a renaissance for the organization ended up being a dark age. The Lockdown was the final straw, scattering the Shadowrunners underground or off-world and turning the population against them. Whatever popular support they thought they had seemed to dry up in the surface world.

Cassus was thankful for the Amavikkan taking them in, but this wasn't supposed to be a permanent arrangement. CorpSec never dropped their investigation into the events, and their patrols were getting bolder in desperation for results. Some of his friends were caught, and in a fit of restlessness, he almost endangered himself and Brie Jaxx on the surface. That was in the past now, and restlessness was getting a hold of him again. Why were they scurrying like rats instead of paraded as heroes?

"We reached for the sun and got burned," Cassus said to the holo of Doc Painless . Putting it into his pocket, Cassus started walking back.

He thought to himself, Maybe a Dark Age is just what we need...

>> * --xING! COMM\ \\
<\Shadowrunners nap time is over
<\It is about time we set the record straight
<\CAD wants us all captured and forgotten about
<\So let's give them exactly what they think they want
<\CorpSec likes to claim their infosec is totally independent and off-grid
<\Like true Corpo trash, their talk is better than their tech
>>*iUPLOAD!\image739201\\
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>> *--xING! COMM\ \\
<\There is a mainframe in District 11's Gemini Strand, guarded by a band of Cyber-Jacks in what appears to be an abandoned warehouse
<\Sources say this isn't a normal junkie hideout, but a contracted operation funded by CAD's CSC
<\Larz Blackheart
<\Multiple communications from CorpSec have been intercepted and routed to this mainframe
<\Infiltrate or break into the warehouse, modify their data backups without being detected
<\Then wipe the slate clean on the primary mainframe as spectacularly as you can.
<\Once their backups are restored, everyone will be free agents, and their investigations corrupted
<\They won't even notice a few new officers recently assigned to their units...

 

[Niamh Berkeley]

Railrunner
District 3, Denon

Location: Denon
Objectives: borrow information
Tags: Cassus Akovin

So this was Darkwire? The green haired girl asked to herself. She had heard the name about since her liberation from her captivity on the train a few weeks ago. She had not yet dared to visit hwr parents yet, knowing both the trauma her sudden return might cause, and also that the corpos might still be watching for her, ready to recapture her the moment she showed her face at home. It had been a year since her parents had learned of their daughter's death, it could be a few more weeks until they learned the truth.

This attack on the corpsec servers would be an opening. She wanted to know which corporation had held her, and how high the links went. If she could record herself on their records as deceased, perhaps she could spare her parents the hardship of being watched and be allowed to return to her normal life. Of that wasn't possible, then there were other routes once she had that information. The girl clicked her fingers to herself and a spark cracked across her hand. Before her imprisonment she had never considered herself a particularly violent person, nor was she sure she would be ready to kill. But a year at the hands of the corpos, being poked, prodded and forced to do their bidding needed to be answered for.

She read the message again that she had grabbed when it had flashed up on her communicator and walked over to her contact, Cassus Akovin . It had taken a little convincing to have herself brought in on this but perhaps her promised talents as an electromancer were enough to make her a tempting operative, even if it might take time to build trust. She had only spoken to him via comm up to this point, she had seen a picture but not met him. "Hey, I'm Naimh, its cool to finally meet you." she was nervous, perhaps a little too nervous as she went to shake the boy's hand and a small spark like static electricity passed from her uninsulated fingertips into the boy, perhaps giving him a start.

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[Cassus Akovin]

Cassus looked down a pair of electrobinoculars at the abandoned warehouse, monitoring patrol patterns from a half-finished cloud-cutter a few blocks away from the mission zone. Despite the Cyber-Jacks's attempt to pass off as junkies, the gaps in their security were almost airtight. Patrols worked like clockwork. Probably due to a shared cybernetic augment, and a hefty payroll from Blackheart. Sneaking in wouldn't be an easy task, but it would be well worth it. Putting the binos down on the durasteel beam, he heard someone approaching and turned to face them.

"Niamh, it's good to put a real face to the name." A sharp jolt interrupted their handshake, and he quickly withdrew his hand while his free hand touched his blaster. There was no intention to shoot, but it seemed his body was ready to act on his nervous disposition tonight.

"Electromancer, right. Forgive me, I didn't know you were being so literal," Cassus pushed the binos across the beam to her as he leaned back onto his speeder bike. "Still, I think your talents could be useful here. The patrols down there are too tight for junkies. I suspect they have a remote coordination being transmitted to each of them. Think you can interrupt it down there?" They had talked vaguely about her occupational details in relation to the mission, but an interview was no substitute for a field exercise.

He would need all types of Shadowrunners, netrunners for the data, infiltrators for the access, bruisers for the distraction, and saboteurs for the fireworks display when the mission was complete. Cassus had dabbled in all of these venues and had the technology available to try any of them, but he wasn't a specialist. He couldn't do this solo.

Niamh Berkeley

 

[Niamh Berkeley]

Railrunner
District 3, Denon

Location: Denon
Objectives: borrow information
Tags: Cassus Akovin

"Oh yeah, that's me, sorry... I do that sometimes." she let out a little nervous laugh to the guy in response to their electrifying introduction. She observed the patrols that she could see, most likely they were loaded to the gills with digital tech, it was Denon after all. "Fry their link, leave them blind an disorientated? gotta love corporate security right?" she laughed again as she hopped over their barricade and came closer. As the girl focused on the task at hand little jolts of electricity cracked from parts of her skin to metal surroundings. From her eyes she could see the electromagnetic radiation from their link and she began to mimic its energy levels. Anyone listening on their comm would here a deafening feedback sound and their HUD information would begin flickering as very quickly the airwaves were overloaded with electromagnetic noise, it was like a targeted electromagnetic pulse going off in slow motion. They would know something was up and as one by one their electronics fried, the seccers would try and call it in. With it being so specific to their systems it would look like a malfunction rather than an attack... hopefully.

"Come on Cassus Akovin , i dont think we will have long before they realise they are under attack"​

 

[Brie Jaxx]

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"Come on Cassus Akovin , i dont think we will have long before they realise they are under attack"

''Yes, I think so too!''

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Brie emerged from inside the shadows of a corner, wearing her slim and agile black armor, armed and ready to stand by her boyfriends side. Getting the air taxi to just drop her at an opening of the half-finished cloudcutter without asking too many questions was easy enough, people didn't really raise eyebrows around here and especially with the help of an extra credit or two. The difficult part were yet to come, but all since that train heist in District 3, many shadowrunners were filled with renewed hope of a better future. Darkwire were emerging from the shadows they had been brutally thrown into a couple of months ago.

Apparently, only three of them had shown up for this mission, but as so many other missions in the name of Darkwire, it was a nice and silent one that should be quick and easy if they played their few cards right.

Brie walked up to Cassus leaning against his trusty and awfully fast speeder bike, and gently squeezed his arm and gave him a kiss on the cheek. With the love they shared, combined with the recent successes of Darkwire, Brie were both very happy and felt kind of invincible sometimes. She turned to look at the other girl whos face were a bit familiar, and then she remembered.

''Hey, you are the girl that was rescued from the Corpo train in District 3, right? I'm Brie. It's nice to meet you!'' she asked, seeing if her memory served her right, and introduced herself to the girl. Wether she had already became a fully fledged Shadowrunner or was just a hang-around was unclear at this time, and they had to save the chit-chat for later.

Cassus Akovin , Niamh Berkeley​