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James Kyo

A G.H.S.T. captain on a personal quest to leave his mark on the underbelly of Neo-Seoul as the final legacy of his family name.

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Description

"When I die, my name dies with me. What legacy will I leave? Neo-Seoul will not remember me, I am of little importance to it, but the criminal, the gang, the underbelly, they will remember. They will remember James Kyo, and what happened to them after they took my family from me."

ImageName: James Kyo
Aliases: Haraboji
Age: 52
Gender: Male
Ethnicity: Korean-American
Date of Birth: December 1st, 2065
Place of Birth: Hawaii, pre Neo-Puna

Physical Description: A rather short man, James has a stern face and sturdy stance. His age shows heavily on him, gray hair and old eyes belie his physical ability, which, due to augmentation is that of a man much younger than his 52 years.
Augmentations: James has an extensive list of augmentations many due to injuries sustained in the force. His right arm is entirely cybernetic up to the neck, his knees have also been replaced. His ears have been augmented with automatic noise canceling as well as integrated vox capabilities allowing him to communicate with other G.H.S.T. operatives in even the loudest situations. His lungs have been replaced and are now cybernetic allowing for near immunity to smoke and airborne hazards. Stim integration allows for automated chemical responses to pain and fatigue, as well as adrenaline regulation.
Clothing: Typically wears his N.S.P.A. captains uniform, with a cloak over his cybernetic right arm.
Height: 170cm / 5'7"
Weight: 243 lbs
Hair Colour: Gray
Eye Colour: Brown

Current Address: 2113 Icho-ro, District 13
Occupation: Captain, G.H.S.T., N.S.P.A.
Pre-N.S.P.A. Biography: James Kyo was born before the Neo-Cities rose to prominence, before the Rebirth Project, during the long winter. His father was Korean, his mother Korean American, living on the island of Hawaii. His early years were spent in the rise of Neo-Puna before his father moved them to Neo-Seoul when he was 12, the same year they colonized the moon. At the time the Kyo family still held rights to land in what would become District 13, a modest farm capable of employing a small number of workers and sustaining a small community in the District. James' father, Chung-Hee, felt that it was their duty to support Neo-Seoul, the spiritual successor of their ancestral home. James didn't visit another district until he was 17, when he went with his Mother to visit family in Suwon. During his time there he managed to spend a couple of days district hopping with a cousin and her friend Sun-Mi . It was during this trip that James became interested in joining the N.S.P.A.

Quite a few trips between Suwon and Kumgang, and a little over a year later, James and Sung-Mi were married and James was enrolled in the N.S.P.A. Academy. The new family lived in Sokcho as James worked in the Department of Customs as a junior aid for a couple of years before he finally transferred to the Department of Patrol as an Officer, at which point they moved to Suwon in 2087. In 2089 Sung-Mi gave birth to Chung-Hee Kyo, James' father had passed away shortly after finding out they were expecting and the couple named their son in his honor. In 2091 they moved back to the Kumgang property.

In 2094 on a trip to Gangnam a gang burglary erupted into a shoot out in which Sung-Mi and Chung-Mee both were shot and died later due to complications and severity of wounds. James suffered several gunshot wounds in the event as well but none proved to be fatal. He contemplated an early retirement from the force, but by the end of his recovery he had shaken the thought in favor of dealing with his grief by visiting justice on the types of men who caused it. James joined G.H.S.T. upon gaining medical clearance.

James has performed admirably in his position with G.H.S.T., proving to be a tenacious and efficient operator for the division, as well as somewhat of a precedent setter. He was the one who first proposed auto canceling ear augmentation with integrated communications, and was an early field test for the integrated chemical stimulus augmentation. He lost his right arm in 2097 pulling multiple comrades out of the line of fire. His lungs were replaced after a drug lab explosion seared his biological lungs beyond repair. His knees were replaced in 2100 due to wear from the sheer stress he had put on them over the years. Now approaching his 23rd year with G.H.S.T. he has earned the nickname "Haraboji", a term used both in endearment to his age and experience as well as somewhat ironically in reference to his brutal, unforgiving nature in combat.

Personality profile: James has been described as a consummate professional, and a ruthless operator. He appreciates the simple life his Kumgang farm affords him in his off time, while living in a micro-apartment during his on call shifts and never having a word of complaint. He has compartmentalized his grief and memories into neat orderly boxes, and each one has a real world outlet, each one used to honor the memory of his wife and son. This has resulted in his somewhat dichotomic personality. Up to the moment the door is kicked down James is a by the book, honorable, strait laced officer of the law, during a raid he is a brutal machine, with little qualms for skirting the rules.

Unique Skills/Abilities: Extensive knowledge and experience in combat situations, brutally efficient cqb operative, willing to bend or even break the rules in certain situations while maintaining an impeccable 'face' and professionalism for the public eye.

So begins...

James Kyo's Story

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Amen stood up from his chair as well, feeling that he was about done with this first meeting. He wasn't particularly annoyed by the insulation that he wouldn't be accepted into GHST. The cold level of disrespect did strike a nerve, he had to admit. If you're gonna say shit like that, at least make it funny.

"Well...I don't know about y'all, but I'm fittin' to take a nap. Get some barbecue. And maybe do a little research on our first case..." he stated as he began to walk towards the door. "Cause I'mma tell y'all right now," he stated, turning around as he was reaching for the door...I'm not about to fuck with...wolfmen, vampires, aliens...None of that shit. I like staying alive and and to stay alive out here? You're gonna need this..." he stated, tapping on his forehead.

"She knows it," he stated, pointing towards Camilla. "He knows it," Amen repeated pointing towards Taku. "You might know ir, old man, but you know in Neo-Seoul we've got private inspectors and 'private' inspectors. Both of 'em shady, but...there's only one you can trust in a life or death situation, you know?"

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Camilla listened to Dishiki as she spoke about what would be inspected and what they should expect. She pouted like a child when Dishiki gave her a pointed look about her 'attire', though she chuckled herself. This is probably the most subdued her attire has been in recent...years?

She listened and her interest was piqued when their first case was presented to them.

"Wolfman, eh?" She said with a smirk and she sat back, contemplating how this was going to work with all of these people. She liked the mystery of it too. There could have been some augs that could make a person's teeth strong enough to not only break the skin but chew and swallow it. She was thinking this when Amen seemed to break into a fit.

"Well...I don't know about, but I'm fittin' to take a nap. Get some barbecue. And maybe do a little research on our first case..." He said and she chuckled in response. "Cause I'mma tell y'all right now," He turned then before he reached the door. "I'm not about to fuck with...wolfmen, vampires, aliens...None of that shit. I like staying alive and and to stay alive out here? You're gonna need this..." Camilla laughed out right then as he tapped his head. "She knows it," he said, pointing towards Camilla. "He knows it," Amen then pointing towards Taku. "You might know it, old man, but you know in Neo-Seoul we've got private inspectors and 'private' inspectors. Both of 'em shady, but...there's only one you can trust in a life or death situation, you know?" He said and Camilla arched an eyebrow.

"Well, Don't you think that thought process is exactly why you're here?" Camilla shrugged. "She said we were chosen for a reason, My guess is because we know the darker side of Neo-Seoul," She smirked. "No pun intended," She rose to her feet and walked up to him and placed a hand on his shoulder. "There are no such things as Wolfman or Vampires, Just Augs." She said with a nod like she was talking to a slow child. "We should start with that, Augs shops, probably ones working under the table." She said and dropped her hand and straightened up and turned to the rest. "That's where I'm starting anyway," She said and then turned to him. " After that barbecue," She added insinuating he was going to buy it for her since bringing it up. "Shall we?"

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Taku glanced over the holopad that was presented to him. He made a small gesture with his eyebrow that let the tiny AI in his systems know to begin copying the data to his own server. If anything were to ever backfire for the new D.U.S.K. he'd be sure to have accurate records of it all. Part of Taku believed the Commissioner would understand, but the other part didn't care. He could walk through the door and go back to SILO, as she had mentioned, this was a demotion of sorts but the offered pay and benefits were still on par with his current SILO lifestyle. He smirked as every run of the mill joke about this being a demotion as the others began to file out of the room. It didn't bother him to not be in charge, the Commissioner knew how little he cared for working with others, and leading them? Forget it. This was a demotion in title alone. Working for DUSK would grant him the authority he needed to truly clean up the city and expose those clinging to the shadows just outside the reach of street cameras.

He left as silently as he'd entered, tucking the holopad under his arm as he made his way back home, ordering barbeque to be delivered as he arrived, Amen's suggestion seeming to have reminded him to eat something at a reasonable hour. It would be an interesting night, he hadn't been home before 2 a.m. in months.

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"Someone said Laszlo was in that meeting of yours." Lee commented the moment James approached his desk, still working on his reports.

"He was."

"Damn."

"He has received a promotion."

"Damn."

"So have I."

Lee stopped typing and looked up, the glow of the display cast his face in blue. James could see the faint hint of disappointment on the man's face, Lee had been a new transfer when James was given command of a squad. He had become the squad second five years ago and was the only member remaining from that original group to serve under Kyo.

"Well damn." he said, this time with more conviction. "What have they got you doing now?"

Anyone else wouldn't have asked, and if they had James wouldn't have answered. "Chief Inspector, D.U.S.K." he gave Lee a look that clearly meant 'this is not to be public information'.

James went to his desk and picked up the few personal effects he kept there, retrieving the box with his paper crane from the drawer. "Do you remember the Wolfman case?"

Lee thought for a moment, "A while back, yeah. I mean, I remember it happening. Wasn't involved, thankfully. That one gave everybody fits." he cast a sidelong glance at James but didn't press the issue.

James logged off of the computer at his desk for what would probably be the last time. Picking up his things he walked by and gave Lee a pat on the shoulder. "If you kept up on those reports you wouldn't have to sit here so long." he smiled and made his way to the elevator.

"Haraboji." Lee called as the door slid open, "Happy Birthday." James nodded as the door closed.

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somewhere in District 7


Dirt, grime, noise. Guri.

It wasn't the worst place in Neo-Seoul, it was just unconcerned with the idea of being clean and quiet and new. Guri was still about making things, building, creating. There were steel mills turning out vast amounts of whatever metal the city needed. Vast banks of welding machines and riviters and heat-fusion bays. In Guri anything could be made, there were buildings here that could build other buildings from start to finish. There were manufacturers, suppliers, transportation hubs. All of the facets of an industrial age.

The conventional wisdom considered Guri to be in decline, and yet it defiantly served as the place of employment for millions. It continued to steadily provide the basic materials that the rest of Neo-Seoul was so dependent upon, regardless of the fact that the rest of Neo-Seoul barely recognized that dependence.

Chief Inspector Kyo stood at a corner, unaware and unconcerned with which streets intersected in front of him. People bustled around him, coming to and going from work. Weary shoulders and heavy eyes marked the ones going, weary eyes and heavy shoulders marked the ones coming. Guri could grind a person, but most of these people were happy provide for their families. They were proud of the back breaking work they did. Neo-Seoul ran on the sweat off their backs.

Guri was never clean. It was never neat and tidy. It didn't even try very hard to hide its underbelly. Guri was where the hard work of honest men merged with everything that was corrupt about Neo-Seoul in the most open way.

He didn't know how he was going to do it. He didn't know how D.U.S.K was going to work. If someone had put the plan before him and asked if it even could work, with the people that had been selected, he would have said it couldn't. He would have been sure of the fact.

He had spent over two decades in an organization that worked like one of the factories of Guri, taking raw materials and forcing them to become the parts of a machine; discarding those materials that couldn't, or wouldn't, with prejudice. He had said it already, half of these people wouldn't have been accepted for transfer into G.H.S.T training, they wouldn't have even gotten the chance to be kicked out. But these were the people the commissioner selected for D.U.S.K, personally. These were the people he had been giving the task of working with. He couldn't treat this like a G.H.S.T unit. He couldn't demand obedience and precision. He had to find a way to make the machine make itself, a way to have the machine work on its own.

And this machine had to work.

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Jong looked at Su-min and nodded. "Right," He muttered after a moment. "I'll pay for a cab, kid. Get back where you need to go," He said, pulling his phone out. From the meeting he'd gotten the numbers of the officers involved, including one James Kyo. With a brief tap of his fingers he sent a text.

Investigated crime scene. Going to interview witness Johnny Radish, 113 Dokso street, Inje. Need backup.

Meon Jong.


Jong's phone dimmed as the text sent, glaring up at Park. "You okay, kid?" He asked after a moment, exhaling smoke into her face.

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James' phone vibrated softly. Jong was going to interview a witness. The old man nodded as if answering a question. The machine had already begun turning.

In route.

He put the phone back in his pocket and waved down a passing cab. "113 Dokse street, Inje." he gave the driver the address as he swiped his credentials over the payment scanner. The cab took off towards district 11.

James would have been lying if he said he wasn't surprised to have received the text. Not because he didn't expect Jung to take initiative to investigate the scene, he simply wasn't sure how the man would take to working in a team. Seemed that, at least, was an unnecessary concern.

He pressed a finger to the soft touch button behind his ear. "Lee." he paused for a confirmation tone, "Lee, send me any personnel files and threat assessment we have on one Johnny Radish."

"What makes you think I'm still in the office Kyo?"

"Thirteen years of personal experience with your report keeping."

A soft chuckle, "Fair enough. Suspect?"

"Witness, but I am keeping my options open."

"You know we have an entire department for this right?"

"I do not have a button on my ear that calls them. Besides, you know how I hate red tape."

"I'll send it over, no promises on how much we have though."

"Thank you Lee."

James pressed the button again to end the call. The cab moved on down the street towards Inje.

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Jong nodded. "...Here we go," He added after a moment, pointing ahead. They had reached a sleep side-street, a narrow road lined with small cars of Inje Midtown, the lines of houses propped up from the road with a small stone wall, green spaces and garden terraces hanging before their entrances. Ahead of them, parked, was James Kyo. Jong moved his car beside the man and abruptly halted it, causing Park to smash her face into the window. Reigniting his cigar Jong exited, nodding at Kyo as he emerged. "Hey boss," Jong breathed with a small smile.

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Park glared daggers into the drunken mans back, stepping out of his shitty car and looking up at James Kyo with a strangely relieved nod. Exasperation lined her words, "Good evening, Chief. Inspector Jong and I just came from the crime scene. Sorry for not, er...briefing you sooner."

She gave Meon a weary look.

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James was checking his phone as Jungs car pulled to a stop. Still no word from Lee, perhaps Johnny Radish was simply unimportant enough to not have a threat profile in the NSPA, if only they could be so lucky. Getting out of the car he dismissed the driver before waving off the apology.

"This is already sooner than expected." he assured, "What did you learn at the scene?"

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"Not a whole lot," Su-min responded, digging in her satchel to produce a plastic bag containing a little black box, "Except this, a tracking device left on the victim. There were also two sets of footprints found on the scene, one in heels. The only other thing we could find of use was a security camera. Naturally it was locked."

She shook her head and put the evidence back into her bag, "I took a blood sample of the victim. I'll check it to see if there are any traces of drugs but I doubt they'd leave a trail so obvious. Tonight I'll see if I can find any leads on the tracking device. DNA and what have you," Park shrugged, "But I'm not expecting much. I'll do a full briefing in the morning."

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The panda stared into the VR Beckendau's eyes- Paindeo. "I killed someone last night."

"You?! A murderer?" Doctor Beckendau laughed at the Panda, the massive bubble headed chibi avatar sauntering over to the black eyed panda and draping a virtual arm around the BEing... "A MURDERER? In MY fanbase?!" Beckendau began to laugh, his chibi lips suctioning a drink and then bubbling it out into laughter. "LIAR! LIAR! SHAME THE LIAR!" Doctor Becknedau laughed, violently uppercutting the panda and then dancing around them in the virtual realm. The panda began to cry as the VR crowd began to mock them...

***

As they approached the house Meon Jong pulled out his gun, reloading it violently. "Let's do this!" Jong suddenly leapt forward toward the small, suburban home, smashing the door in with his foot, gun out. Inside three men raised their hands in panica t the sudden intruder. "Alright!" Jong yelled, gun drawn. "Your head is going up his ass," He yelled at the first man, before aiming to the man beside him. "His head is going up his ass," He shifted the gun to the last man. "And you get the short end of the straw, cause your head is going up my ass!"

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Su-min stood outside, relishing a moments break away from Meon Jong.

**

"W-who the fuck ARE you?!" One of the men sobbed in fear.

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"What do I know...?" the man spoke back to Takumi "You must've forgotten how things work all the way at the top, boy. Allow me to remind you..." he continued as Wing could hear a lighter flick on behind him, igniting a cigarette in the man's mouth.

The man sported sunglasses and a short mustache and goatee. His hair was a cropped mohawk with shaved sides. He wore a long black overcoat of simplistic design and make so as to not stand out in a crowd. Taku would recognize the man as one of his old co-workers in SILO.

Balthazar Montana.

"That girl is a thief. A pretty one, but a thief nonetheless..." Balthazar shrugged, cigarette halfway leaning out of his mouth. "But what she stole is a teensy lil bit outside your jurisdiction now," he stated, putting an arm around Taku. "Hey, you like gelato, right?" Montana questioned, without waiting for a response. "Yes you do motherfucker, lemme tell you what. I'm gonna treat you to some Gelato and then I'm gonna do you a favor for old time's sake. I'm gonna help give you a silver bullet, boy. You gonna catch you a wolfman!" Balthazar smiled.

***

"Fuck you gramps!" Another man, noticeably older than Meon spoke. "You won't shoot! Fuck you!" He stated, pulling up a chair, flipping it around and sitting in it backwards, his forehead touching the barrel of Meon's gun. "Fuck you, old motherfucker, you won't do it!"

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"Piece of shit," Meon Jong hissed at the Korean man who pushed his forehead against his gun. "Faerie lives don't matter, today," His finger tightened on the trigger when suddenly a voice called out. "Boys, boys, it's alright, it's alright..." It was modulated, filtered through to sound like some sort of American baseball announcer.

Park and Kyo had entered behind Mong- a small house, food out on the table, a card-game being played in front of the screen by the now alarmed gentleman, and a ceiling fan whizzing noisily.

"It's alright, it is only our friends from the N.S.P.A.," The voice called, pushing away the hanging beads that hung from the doorway and entering the parlour. A man stepped forward, three holographic images surrounding his face, an all white, American man projected over his own features, a sharp oiled hairdo, bright white teeth, and a blank blue stare out from his eyes. The holograph was bigger than the man's actual head, hidden inside, and looked almost cartoonish. As if real features were morphed to fit something they should not. "My name..." The modulated american began, his square holographic head lipsyncing as best it could as he stepped forward- metal gloves on his hands. "Is... J-J-Johnny Radish," His voice glitched.

***

"Roll X to your grave!" Doctor Beckendau yelled, kicking the panda in the gut. It fell over, it's digital form dying. It's eyes lit up as it looked up at it's mockers, each and everyone present. Their digital faces hiding their real mockery. "I... killed a man," The panda repeated. "And I... will kill you."

Suddenly the eyes blasted out. Beckendau let out a scream as the server went out. In Iya's apartment the power died instantly, blackness consuming her as her electricity vanished...

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"But boss..." the Old Boy continued. "This man tried to fuck with us...well, I say Fuck! Him! He won't kill me, he won't kill you! He's not gonna do shit, I know it!"

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"He the pigs Oldie," the other man, Criemonc cried, "Shut the hell up!"

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"Q-q-q-q-quiet down," Radish began, raising a metallic hand to old boy. "I am s-sure the police have a good reason to be here."

"What is this crime den?!" Jong demanded, aiming his gun violently.

"Teacher's meeting. We all teach at Sulan Primary," Radish frowned at Jong.

"Yeah, then what's with the mounds of cocaine?!" Jong yelled, aiming his gun at the cocaine piles on the kitchen counter.

"D-d-dough," Radish replied, entering and opening the oven to reveal a glistening pizza baking...

Jong frowned.

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Amen had already cleared two meals worth of Korean BBQ, having refused to wait for Camilla any longer. "Oh well..." he shook his head as he bit into the last piece of beef. "More fo' me.." he shrugged, checking his watch for any texts.

***

"What the fuck do you want, pig-man!" The Old Boy continued, placing his forehead directly on the barrel of Meon's gun once more. "Oink pink goes the fucking pig! Honking at what he doesn't understand! Let me let you in on something little piggie. There ain't no slop for you here, you understand?!"

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Jong ripped his gun away from Old Boy and strapped it in his coat. "Listen, my name is Inspector Jong, this is Inspector Kyo and Park. We're here investigating a series of murders for the N.S.P.A," Jong muttered. "I'm sorry, Mister Radish. I... assumed your home had been overtaken by hoodlums."

"We... educate," The holographic radish replied, squinting his eyes at Jong. Meon glanced back at Park and Kyo. "I'm... sure you do," Jong replied. "But you've also seen things. Bad things. And as the only witness we need you to talk."

"I-I-I-I-I always co-o-o-o-perate with the police, Inspector," Radish replied, placing his hands together. "Please... take a seat."

***

Amen's app had dozens of floating notifications, all letting him know that Doctor Beckendau's virtual advice show had gone and went. He was, of course, a weekly viewer...

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Amen sighed, remembering how his former partner on the force had insisted this virtual advice app was essential in Neo-Seoul. He tapped it once to see what it was about and witnessed the violent beating a panda, which was about what he figured. He immediately exited out of the app and deleted it without a second thought, as the bill came by.

He glanced at the price and then at the waiter. "Your boss knows what's up. I'm a VIP type nigga," he shrugged, leaving a few sheets for a tip before getting up to leave, hands in his pockets as he headed back to his car.

***

"Fuck, man..." Old Boy shook his head. "We working with fucking pigs now? Hey Fucko, you gonna sit, don't pull up a fucking seat," he syated, pointing towards a row of rusted looking stools. "You hear me, fuckod?! You sit on that shit! I don't eat none of you piggy fuckers soiling these seats with bacon grease!"