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Amen Rodrigo De Silva

The force's best pilot. The disaffected detective. The man who spots the corruption in everything...

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a character in “Neo-Noir”, as played by PirateofPie

Description

"Neo-Seoul has no soul..."

ImageName: Amen Rodrigo De Silva
Aliases: The Hunting Hawk (Nickname during his mech fighter days)
Age: 34
Gender: Male
Ethnicity: African-Brazilian
Date of Birth: 1/30/2083
Place of Birth: Neo-Manus

Physical Description: Tall and fairly well built, Amen typical posture is slouched, apathetic and relaxed.. His skin is dark and his hair is braided and at times hidden beneath his cap. His legs from knees downward are metallic and augmented as well as his left shoulder, which has a metallic plated augmentation placed on it.
Augmentations: Jet-linked leg augmentations that replaced his legs and a chunk of his left shoulder allow him to hover briefly through the use of miniaturized turbines in his legs.
Clothing: Generally sports a long jacket, with his Neo-Seoul police badge safely in his pocket and a dress shirt, often not tucked in or a Neo-Punan style shirt open buttoned. Both of these are usually accompanied by athletic shorts and his shoes are a somewhat dated pair of blue and yellow Pepsi Revolutions.
Height: 6"2
Weight: 310
Hair Colour: Black
Eye Colour: Black

Current Address: 2113 Hyundai Solstrom
Occupation: Officer, Pilot, Department of Patrol, N.S.P.A.
Pre-N.S.P.A. Biography: Amen grew up in a poor, somewhat small town in Neo-Manaus. His grandparents were farmers, a dying craft while his parents worked with the church and were often away from home. His childhood was filled with tales of the wonders fo the Brazil of old. A proud country that was no more. Times were tough as his town was made up of refugees and veterans from the war, who despite their service, had returned home only to be met with hard times and poverty. It was hard finding work, but as he grew up, Amen did what he could with what he was given. And often times what he was given was strong physicality and a sly mind. It was an eventful childhood, though not always the greatest one...it had it's ups and downs.

And things were looking up, when Amen found an opportunity to provide fro his family in a way that neither his grandparents or his parents had found before. His grandparents farm was a dying business and his parents work at the church provided the family with the bare minimum of what they needed, but it was often not enough. But Amen's opportunity came in the form of a sport that wasn't technically legal. Many combat sports were now frowned upon by many populace's after the dawn of the war. Though oftentimes in poorer communities, savvy promoters found a way to provide such entertainment through illicit, underground means. Mech-Combat was one of those means and through one of their promotions Mighty Mechs Manaus, Amen soon found himself a natural at the craft.

He acclimated quickly to the controls of his machine, he rose to the top of his division at age 21 and continued to stay there for around ten years. He never told his family where his money came from, he thought that it'd be best to leave them out of this for their own safety. There were a lot of people within Mech-Combat that he grew to trust....but there were always more than a few snakes in the grass. One of which was the new up and comer, a veteran of the Neo-Punan military known as Rex. Despite being illegal, underground Mech Fighting always had some unspoken rules. Accidents did happen, but no pilot was ever to intentionally harm another, only their mech. Rex abided by no such rule when he demolished the cockpit of Amen's mech, crushing his legs and tearing off a chunk of his shoulder.

In immense pain, Rex immediately was hospitalized as soon as they pulled him out of his vehicle. Once he was coherent enough to understand what happened to him, he opted to have surgery on his legs, hoping modern medical science could aid in his recovery, though the doctors were oddly insistent in him replacing his broken limbs with augmentations instead. Expensive augmentations. Not really in the mood or position to negotiate, Amen regretfully agreed. When he next saw his family, he explained the situation, resulting in their disappointment over his lack of honesty. To literally add insult to injury, Rex received no punishment for his actions, his popularity overcoming any potential comeuppance.

It seemed that Amen's fame as a mech fighter had come crashing down. A lot of his money had gone into replacing his legs with augmentations and he attempted to give much of the rest with his family, but they refused, saying he'd need it more than they would and that it was dirty money anyway. Not one to dote for long, Amen decided he had to move on. Find new work. He decided to see the rest of the world. His views had been jaded and skewed after his treatment from Mighty Mechs. He was reminded of all the veterans that he grew up around. Those who gave spilled blood and never received any sort of repayment for it. Mighty Mechs had even checked in on him while he was at the hospital or anytime after he left, aside from one call in while he spent time in Neo Nairobi, but that was one call he'd decided to refuse. It had been too long, and if there was one thing he learned in his travels...big companies, "legal" or "illegal" would only call you after all that time like that when they wanted something in return. And at this point, he felt that he had nothing to provide.

He spent his two years traveling, learning about how the world really worked, how people really lived. With every new place he visited, his cynicism only grew. Of course, he made some friends, dated some women, one of who, he had a child with back in Neo-Nairobi, though he sometimes struggles to keep in contact with them, and saw what the world had to offer, but it didn't stop him from seeing the flaws in how everything worked...and how no one seemed to do anything about it. He certainly didn't seem to. Eventually, his travels brought him to Neo-Seoul, a place some of his acquaintances had recommended he visit. He quickly found a job within the last year as a beat cop, his skills as a mech piloted translating well into his ability to pilot the variety of vehicles the Neo-Seoul police had to offer.
Personality profile: Amen is fairly chill, not quite acting too expressive unless something peeks his interests. He has an apathetic, devil-may-care demeanor that rubs many the wrong way given his position as both an immigrant and a cop, but his co-workers on the force can't deny that he gets results. Many times, his adherence to the law is called into question. Amen often touts connections and knows people that most of the other cops would arrest any other day and several suspects from arrests Amen makes have gone missing with no explanation from the man himself. Nothing has been investigated against Amen, but with every minor inquiry, his normally indifferent expression grows a bit more smug.

Unique Skills/Abilities: Amen has extensive training in hand to hand martial arts, particularly capoeira as most Mech Fighters tend to have extensive training in physical martial arts before they even step foot in their vehicles. Due to his past as a mech fighter, Amen is proficient in piloting vehicles and is one of the best on the force whether it be a car, or a VTOL, he makes driving or flying seem easy.

So begins...

Amen Rodrigo De Silva's Story

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Laszlo's smile disappeared as into the room James Kyo entered, the strange but affable foreigner's face turning to steel. "You're here?" Laszlo called, Meon noticing the man's changed demeanor to the new arrival. "...Interesting, interesting choices," The man mumbled.

Meon raised an eyebrow at the two. A history. The police were a infected nest of traitors all wanting and waiting to stab each other in the heart, that was a statement he could make with zero hyperbole. "Jong, Meon- private eye," Meon introduced with a casual bow of his hatted head.

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Another G.H.S.T officer and a Captain at that. The uneasiness increased.

"Investigator Park, Su-min," she offered with a polite nod to James, "So far. I think there are more on their way."

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"Agent," A voice called from the elevator a moment later. Form beside Taku's Commissioner DIkshil emerged, flowing black robes, almost trench-coat, almost fashion. In the N.S.P.A. it was hard to tell. Dikshil marched forward, handing Taku a keycard as she walked and talked. "Taku this is an experiment, a very dangerous experiment, and you know why it has to be," Dikshil muttered as she marched passed the reception, into the lounge of the fortieth floor. "I know you think of this as a demotion," Dikshil responded, turning to Taku as they approached the door. "But play your cards right... and D.U.S.K. may be something we've never before seen." Dikshil blinked at the Japanese man. He'd been a top agent when she was Director of S.I.L.O., and despite his heritage being a troubling subject, they'd grown close in their times with the department. "It could be justice. Real justice." Dikshil placed a brown hand on Taku's shoulder before turning to the room, ready to enter.

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"Well, all present but one, better than I expected," A commanding voice called into the room. Jong glanced up to see Commissioner Dikshil enter, the rich but worn Indian face he'd seen on the news so many times. Behind her a japanese man, black outfitted. Maybe a lawyer?

"Commissioner," Laszlo stuttered, raising suddenly.

"At ease, Lieutenant," Dikshil dismissed as she moved to the end of the table. From her side she pulled out several holopads and lay them across the table. "Signatures," Dikshil commanded. "For the information you are about to receive will not leave this room."

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Amen slowly slid his feet off of the other chair, scooting up to the table to grab one of the holopads. "Before I sign, can I ask what kinda information is so secretive that we need to keep our mouths shut about it?"

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"Sign the N.D.A. and you'll find out," Dikshil replied, her gaze like stone. "It involves D.U.S.K. Past and future."

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"Wasn't an answer..." Amen sighed, distrust oozing off his gaze, but he signed the damn thing anyway. Not like he could say no to a what amounted to a promotion out of nowhere.

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James rose in the same fashion Laszlo did, neither of them getting fully upright before the Commissioner dismissed them to be at ease. He noted the lack of similar response from some of the others, not ones for formality, or unaware of the etiquette. It made him wonder just what kind of unit this was going to be.

The man behind her wore a fitted suit, not standard issue attire, but James had seen him in the building before, a S.I.L.O. agent of some sort. That was almost every department of the agency represented and a civilian. He recalled Laszlo's comment, interesting choices.

James picked up the holopad and scanned the agreement quickly before signing it. He had signed hundreds over the years, in the workings of G.H.S.T. there were more than a few projects that were classified to various levels. This agreement was standard fare, though it was certainly among the highest rated classifications he'd signed.

The patrol officer was clearly not comfortable with the situation. "I imagine we will have many more questions than answers before long." James said matter of factly.

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"That's reassuring..." Amen replied sarcastically. He seemed to mentally debate adding something else, scratching his chin before deciding to speak his mind. "You and uh, fuckin' motor mouth over there.. " Amen pointed his thumb over at Lazlo. "Y'all are G.H.S.T, right? Matter of fact, you said you're a captain, right?" Amen asked, leaning back in his seat with an amused, slightly mocking grin in his face.

Amen had heard of G.H.S.T before he's ever stepped foot in Neo-Seoul. They had quite the...reputation. You fuck with the law and are stupid about itin most of Neo-Seoul, you take a risk of facing one of the harshest judicial systems in the world. You can manipulate it if you're rich or have the right friends in the right places...line the right amount of pockets with just the right amount of sheets. It's difficult to manage but if you do....you always have an escape.

You fuck with the law and get the attention of G.H.S.T? All you risk is your fuckin' life. Sure, other Neo-Cities had an equivalent, but....nothing like this. Amen wasn't particularly a fan.

"You gonna be able to adjust?" Amen asked. "I don't know what the full duties of D.U.S.K will be but I don't think we're doing some 'bust in the room, shoot motherfuckers immediately in the face type shit' like you're used to...."

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Su-min raised an eyebrow at Amen but said nothing, instead signing the holopad promptly and leaning back in her seat.

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"It seems to be Officer De Silva you're not quite aware of what D.U.S.K. is. Indeed, I will assume none of you do," Dikshil responded as the pads were signed across the table. The woman rose tall, a commanding face of stone over the six in the room. She snapped her fingers and suddenly shaders moved down across the glass walls of the office, engulfing them in black and cutting off the prying eyes of the others occupying the fortieth floor.

Dikshil reached forward, pressing down on the table, where a warm orange light began to glow, illuminating the faces of those present. "I've lived in Neo-Seoul all my life. It's a marvel that out of such ruin... such majesty can be birthed. And it's all due to systems. Systems regulating everything, including us. Including the N.S.P.A. Crime is low where it needs to be, our detectives at desk and out patrol officers doing their job, SILO and GHST filling in when they don't."

Dikshil leaned in, the orange hue illuminating her face from below.. "All of you have worked with the underside of this city to some extent, so you realize that, in general, criminals are not very smart. Passion, poor planning, instability, overconfidence all lead to their misguided actions- and by and large our system is so perfected we see them all, every single pick-pocketing to stabbing in this city, and decide which are and which are not worth perusing." An orange glint on her brown eyes Dikshil paused. The faces lining the table still listening intently. "But what happens when we have a real mystery on our hands? A crime the system cannot solve, yet is too big to be ignored?"

Suddenly an orange hologram raised from the table, a-middle aged man, slightly puffy face, unassuming but sinister looking. "Neuk Dae," Dikshil said, introducing the floating 3D head to the assembled team. "The Wolfman of Guri. Would kill his victims, eat their livers, and leave them disfigured for the police to find. Never any witnesses. Never any sight of him on camera." Dikshil swallowed. "He was like a ghost... nothing about him existed until a new body was found. He avoided everything, every system in place. That is why D.U.S.K. was created. To work outside the system, to do what the machine could not."

"That was one hell of a case," Jong frowned, remembering the headlines. The Wolfman of Guri had terrorized the city for weeks. It seemed every other day a new corpse had been found. Fifteen, twenty years ago maybe.

"That is how they began, capturing the wolfman when all others failed, by going around the systems we had in place," Dikshil swallowed. "And also how they met their end. D.U.S.K. was small, had the resources of the N.S.P.A., but did not adhere to any of the systems in place. To any of the rules the N.S.P.A. abides by. They became more and more daring, more and more self-regulating... until they got themselves killed."

As Neuk Dae's holographic image disappeared the light in the room began to return, the window shaders raising again. "That is why I, Police Commissioner DIkshil, have handpicked you all... for a new D.U.S.K., a responsible D.U.S.K., a regulated D.U.S.K. G.H.S.T. Captain Kardos will be here to both aid and regulate you if you cannot regulate yourselves," She added, putting a hand toward Laszlo who sat beside her, arms folded. Dikshil turned her gaze back towards the assembled group. "I have been watching you all very carefully... over the past few months. I believe you can succeed where the old D.U.S.K. failed. I believe you can fix the cracks in the system without breaking the system entirely."

Dikshil gave a stern smile. "I want you to be my D.U.S.K. Inspectors. You can refuse if you'd like, go back to your lives, knowing that the information in this room stays in this room." She paused. "Or you can accept."

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Camilla sighed as she parked her volocycle in the N.S.P.A's car port and strentched at the sight of the massive building. She chewed on her inner cheek. She was late, obnoxiously late, but she wasn't sure about this, at all. She decided though, finally that this would serve two purposes, give her access to terabytes of data on Axel as well as provide a steady enough income to truly care for Su-Yeoung.

She cracked her neck, her hair left down in wild spirls, bouncing around her shoulders as she did so and made her way into the building and the elevator.

As she travelled to the fortieth floor, she examined herself in the polished metal. She was dressed in her typical attire, a skin tight black body armor, that looked like a designer cat suit. She wore a white designer half hoodie over her chest with short sleeves, that gave her a street fashion look as opposed to a bounty hunter, she wore thigh high athletic shoes, and a loose black belt that Su-Yeoung liked to call her 'Utility Belt,' with all the pouches that hung around her shapely waist. She told the little girl she was never letting her read another comic again, but that was a lie and they both knew it.


The elevator door opened and she approached another desk, the receptionist was male, so she smiled her almost signature kiss you, kill you grin as she leaned against the large desk. Before she could speak, he handed her a keycard. "Room 10," And that was it. Camilla sat up, took the card with a pout and made her way to he room.

Suddenly, nerves hit her like an automatruck. She was about to go legit, no more bounties, no more free reign. Would she have to wear a uniform? By the Maker she hoped not, her outfits were distracting but that was the point, it worked, it allowed her to break almost any guard. It was what the whipmistress at the Home taught her. Distract, Pretend to sumbit, only to dominate. She shook her nerves.
"Fear cuts deeper" She told herself as she had been telling her for years. Fear makes everything worse then it actually is. She approached the door.

She swiped the keycard through the keypad and stepped through the door.
It turns out, she was late and clearly noot the only one. She scanned the occupants. Two women, who looked to need a serious fashion overhaul, one was Korean with glasses, she held holopad and the other, she guessed Korean and something that gave her a darker shade. She seemed to be in charge but her aura. Speaking of a darker shade, there was a dark skinned man, handsome enough, as well as a two other men, one Japanese if she had to guess with a serious aura about him and the other, Korean maybe, the complete opposite. She then noticed a Japanese man that didn't seem quite right. She ingored all of this and walked into the room like it belonged to her. She smiled dangerously. "So," She pulled the enevlope, no wrinkled to all hell, from her pouch and held it up. "Which of you, stalkers sent this to me, and offered me a job?"

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Meon Jong rose an eyebrow at Dikshil's offer, biting his lip. He was small, but small on the outside. Being small in the inside meant crawling into a web he could not again easily escape. Neo-Seoul, the NSPA, the systems Dikshil so proudly flaunted- they were prisons. They were your life. He opened his mouth to say something when suddenly the door flew open, a young woman entering. The elderly dick's eyes wandered down her outfit for a moment before glancing up to her face again. She wasn't from here, that was for sure.

"That would be me, dear," Dikshil called to Camilla as she entered. "Meet Camilla Janye, she's done contract work for the N.S.P.A. before. She has a history with apprehending criminals." Casually from his chair Laszlo swung over a holopad for Camilla to sign. "And the job, if you choose to accept it, would be to work in a new department of the N.S.P.A. One designed to solve the crimes our other systems cannot." Dikshil stared at the woman. "I brought you all here to offer you a position in D.U.S.K."

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"So we would move to D.U.S.K permanently?" Su-min asked with a slight frown, blatantly ignoring Camilla and her entrance, "Not still working in our own departments alongside? I'm not sure if I can balance the work load, if that's the case."

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"No, whatever positions you previously had, as well as your salaries and benefits, would be wiped and replaced with those more fitting to your new ranks," Dikshil responded, trying to give her toothy equivalent of a smile. "You'd be the only officers of an all new police department. That's a full time job if I've ever heard of one."

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Investigator Park nodded curtly and crossed her legs. It would seem she had made a decision, and one in favor of the promotion offered. For Su-min it wasn't a hard offer to take. She was particularly disliked by her coworkers in Forensics and often felt like her job was stale - boring. Any excuse to get out was welcome.

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"Hey, we get bigger salaries? Better benefits? Fuck it, I'm in," Amen shrugged, seeming without a seconds hesitation, though in his mind a flurry of thoughts flew by. This gig would be useful, but dangerous. A descriptor Amen had grown accustomed too, working here.

Amen glanced over at new arrival. Neo-Nairobian, maybe? Don't see a lot of them in Neo-Seoul outside immigration heavy sectors. "Really pullin' 'em from all over the place, ain't you Dikshil?" He asked.

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"That would be me, dear," The dark woman called. "Meet Camilla Janye, she's done contract work for the N.S.P.A. before. She has a history with apprehending criminals." She explained and Camilla gave a cutsy finger wave at the lot as a man who Camilla barely noticed moved, handing her a holopad for her to -according to the screen- sign. She hesistated. "And the job, if you choose to accept it, would be to work in a new department of the N.S.P.A. One designed to solve the crimes our other systems cannot." The Darker woman explained and Camilla's brow shot up. "I brought you all here to offer you a position in D.U.S.K."

With that, Camilla signed.

She handed the man back the pad and found herself a seat on the table by the woman who seemed to actively ignore her as she inquired about work balance.
"So we would move to D.U.S.K permanently?" She asked. "Not still working in our own departments alongside? I'm not sure if I can balance the work load, if that's the case."
"No, whatever positions you previously had, as well as your salaries and benefits, would be wiped and replaced with those more fitting to your new ranks," The Darker Woman replied smiling some twisted verison of a smile. She didn't smile often did she?
"You'd be the only officers of an all new police department. That's a full time job if I've ever heard of one."
Really pullin' 'em in from all over, ain't you, Dishiki"
"Well, I'm in," Camilla interjected ignoring the darker man's comments. She wasn't exactly common around these parts. "Though, I'm curious, I thought D.U.S.K was blown into NextLife, What's to stop that from happening to the rest of us?" She asked folding her arms. She reallt couldn't afford to die. She had people to take care of, well, one little person. "I like my parts were they are,"

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"I intend to make D.U.S.K. work, Officer De Silva. For it to work where it previously failed," Dikshil responded, a glint in her eyes. "You were all chosen for a reason. Any who join you in future will join you for a reason."

Dikshil then turned to Camilla, who voiced her concerns. "D.U.S.K. perished from their own actions, by their own blade. Not mine." She responded. "Don't break the system, Camilla."

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"I intend to make D.U.S.K. work, Officer De Silva. For it to work where it previously failed," Dikshil, the name of the darker woman. "You were all chosen for a reason. Any who join you in future will join you for a reason." She said before turning to her.
"D.U.S.K. perished from their own actions, by their own blade. Not mine." She repiled and then sent her a glare. "Don't break the system, Camilla." She reprimanded and Cammie grinned sheepishly and removed herself from the table to a chair. "So, Fair enough, they screwed themselves but did you catch the people that blew them to hell?" She asked. "I mean, Criminals tend to hold grudges, I would know, I hunt them for a living." She said leaning agaisnt the table top with an elbow, her head resting in her hand. "I mean, I'd like to know, D.U.S.K clearly had enemies."

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Character Portrait: Meon Jong Character Portrait: Amen Rodrigo De Silva Character Portrait: Su Min Park Character Portrait: Camilla 'Cammie" Janye Character Portrait: James Kyo Character Portrait: Taku Saito
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James had been quite for the majority of the meeting. He remembered the Wolfman case, though he didn't work on it directly. He didn't need much motivation or reason though, he had enough motivation, this was just another request from Neo-Seoul of him.

Questions were asked and, for the most part, answered. The last arrival walked in late, but she did it with confidence at least, and more questions were asked. James cast a knowing look toward Laszlo when Camilla noted criminals holding grudges. He hadn't replied to Amen's comment, but he couldn't help but recall it. It was hard to hold grudges after G.H.S.T. visited.