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located in Weiss, a part of Building The Wall, one of the many universes on RPG.

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Character Portrait: Specter Character Portrait: Angel Character Portrait: Majestic
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Darkness. Out of all the scarce resources Weiss had to offer, this was the only one that would probably never end. Even with all the Intellicams and other city-bound security systems that kept a wide-open eye, sweeping over it's domain, Weiss was The City that Never Woke up. Wind blew litter in vortexes past frantic legs.

Majestic widened his eyes to slits, the light level increasing by a minimal amount to his eyes, but by 3.78 Lux by the data displayed on his Retinal HUD. He surveyed his environment with his eyes, not moving his head, even though he didn't need to. He'd already identified the Intellicams perched cleverly on the third and fifth floors of adjacent buildings. He'd stepped away from the man in the crowd trying to pickpocket him a moment ago, although all he would've found was a strike to a nerve cluster. He felt that woman drop her purse, an ancient-looking thing, before it even hit the ground.

In fact, he had caught it.

The woman blinked at it, obviously perplexed that Majestic was holding out her purse to her, before she was even aware it had left her side. Adding onto that, he was wearing minimal combat armor under his civilian clothes. While the rest wasn’t visible, a black mask covered the lower half of his face.

"You dropped this." Majestic stated, staring intently at her. He held it out, waiting. People flowed around them like they were particularly annoying rocks in a river, however many of those were left in the world.

"Oh-h. Thank you. I wasn-" She stopped halfway from retrieving it when she met his eyes. She didn’t notice he was augmented until now. There was a pause. Majestic finally pushed the handles into her hand and started walking away. He could almost see her start to say something, but it was lost in the crowd, leaving the woman to wonder why someone perfectly capable of taking it gave her her purse without touching any of it's contents.

He fully opened his eyes, his green eyes greedily eating up information. Each photon a story. Each air particle a whisper. He reveled in the feeling for awhile longer, then let out a breath. He reduced power to the augment. His senses returned to slightly above normal. His radius of absolute certainty shrank, leaving only his instincts, educated guesses and implications.

A small line of text appeared in the box on the upper right-hand corner of his HUD. LiqiMercury Augment dropped to 5% usage.

I should really stop that. Majestic thought, berating himself. Indulging wasn’t really his thing. He stepped off the busy sidewalk into an alleyway, taking a less crowded route than the one he was previously on. He wasn’t necessarily trying to get to his apartment in a efficient manner, he just needed to get away from the crowd. Sure, he was augmented, but if any of the gunfights that occurred around Weiss happened to be where he was, he didn’t want to risk opening fire in a crowd. Not that he wasn’t confident in his ability, but he was less confident that the civilians would be able to identify who was the person trying to kill them.

Or maybe he was being paranoid. That incident had only happened once before.

He felt a slight vibration in his pocket. N. Instead of hearing a voice as usual most officers would, text appeared once more on his Retinal HUD. 1348 Normandy… Still walking, he pulled up information on the area.

Seems like a reputable enough place. Majestic thought, switching tabs and scrolling through. Even without the recent shooting. An ASIT report was already posted on the incident, scarce, but it had only happened a few minutes ago and was being updated. Arriving at an intersection, he turned left, deviating from his current course to his apartment to the address. With little people on the street he was on, he set off in a slight jog.

11 minutes and 34 seconds later, he arrived at the scene. He took the guards standing at one set of doors as a cue. Sliding his way past the police line, he made his way in. As he neared, one of the guards nodded at him.

“Chief’s already in.”

Returning the gesture, he stepped inside. Two of the members had arrived already, Specter and Angel, both of which he had limited contact with. He had exchanged a few words with Specter and had saw Angel before, but never actually talked to her. Majestic had seen Bravo a few days prior. Anyone else in the newly formed 8-man squad he knew nearly nothing about, save the files ASIT had on them.

“Commander.” Majestic said, giving him a quick salute. Specter and Angel seemed to have already been there a few minutes, and have spoken in that time. He stood a few feet away from the two, observing at the body. Recent death. No more than 40 minutes ago. He analyzed. Data from his HUD confirmed his suspiscions. Clinical death standing at about 28 minutes ago. Some augments removed, bullet entries, but no exits. People still install Daytons? He thought further, frowning internally at the low-end augments.

“Do we have a situational report available? Blood splatter analysis?” Majestic questioned politely.