| QUOTE (Jarl) |
| A little late here, but maybe you have a slot for one more guy? And if so, what kind of party mix are we looking at? I can play more or less anything, but I already have a Hacker and a Face going elsewhere, so something else would be cool, if it meshes. |
| QUOTE (Meeting) |
Standing before you is a slim elven man, casually flipping a silver coin end over end. For a moment, he doesn’t speak, just stares at you from behind a pair of red-tinted glasses, sizing each of you up and determining what, if anything, to say. He is extremely well dressed, clad in a finely cut suit of some gray silken material, but he still has his rifle sling over one shoulder, hanging down behind his back. He’s a cautious one, it seems. Finally, he flips the coin one last time, tucking it into a vest pocket, and reaches up to remove his glasses. “Thank you for meeting with me,� he said, his voice melodic and careful. “I know this is somewhat…irregular. However, I have heard you needed a companion, though a mutual friend of ours, and I have just left my previous position. From all accounts, you are relatively well thought of, and from what I’ve been told…Let’s just say that I think you have potential, hmm?� Crossing his arms before him, he looks at each of you, firmly in the eye, and you can tell; he’s perfectly comfortable facing down multiple people, each of whom could probably kill him, in a darkened alleyway where no one could come to his aid. He keeps cool and composed, speaking of his abilities and specialties, and beaming over bits of information and references, making the case for bringing him in to the team. “Anything you lot particularly need to know? Ask, and if it’s something I am comfortable sharing, you shall receive. I understand the need for frankness in this situation, as we are about to be working together in rather hostile circumstances. No doubt your team hacker is somewhere around here, attempting to or already managing to pilfer through my files. I am an open book, my friends,� he adds, a slight smile remaining on his face. |
| QUOTE |
Chris pauses for a moment, trying to gauge the reactions of the assembled group, before continuing: "I don’t know any of you, and I have no reason to trust any of you, but I need the job. By the same token, none of you know me or have any reason to trust me, but I suspect that you need the job also. I am a spy. I use impersonation to infiltrate a target and gather intelligence or spread misinformation. I am able to mimic voices and faces well enough to get past non-biometric security means. For the duration of this job you may call me Chris Anderson." |
| QUOTE (fistandantilus3.0) |
| @Trigger - check out Tony Cash yet? |