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Humming softly as she moved steadily down the street the woman seemed not so much to fit there, but to be accepted. One hand was always near her waist as though ready to grab a weapon, the other holding a cane which at times moved down against the ground as though to help her walk yet at other times was simply spun and flipped in her hand. A faint mischievous air, as well as a hint of knowing too much surrounded her.

As the sound of the lighter hit the air she never stopped moving but her eyes moved instantly to the source of the sound. Spotting Adam her eyes narrowed a touch in curiosity knowing by feel and sight that there was something different about the man. Recognizing his face after the flame turned just the right way her steps slowed just a touch as though trying to decide what to do. Watching him with the cigarette she suddenly grinned taking a sudden sharp turn into an alley.

With a quick whispered scuff she jumped onto one wall using it to bounce off of so using her cane she could catch onto the raised ladder leading to the fire escape for the apartment building and pulled herself up. Leaning casually against the metal railing she waited for Adam intending to offer a wave and a hello.

it seemed they were both aware of one another now, judging by the quick glance and look the other gave him. the smoke never hits his lungs as he inhales. he’s not sure if it’s unfortunate or a blessing. at least there’s still the lingering taste along his tongue and lips. something about that look the woman gave––it was almost teasing if he didn’t know any better. that look of someone with more knowledge that was safe. it was a look that he’s seen countless times on men and women, grasping for power and control, trying to get the upper hand amongst their contemporaries. it was trouble.

jensen follows anyways, walking to where he last saw her disappear. a small whirl of his retinas allowing him to see around the corner in case he was being lured into an ambush. no fight was waiting for him which he was almost disappointed about. didn’t matter, he turns the corner and looks up towards who he was tailing. 

his head turns a bit to the side, analyzing the situation. he didn’t expect someone of her stature to so quickly be on top of the fire escape already. he would assume augments of some kind, but there was no such signature appearing on his scans. somehow, there was more that met the eye with this woman. ‶ dark alley ways aren’t the best first impressions. ″

Deus Ex... Fae?

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Elsa Bleda

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➥⦗@judgcdredd⦘

The ever growing ANGER that was pumping through veins, being CONTROLLED with great strengths almost got to him. Almost inflicted PAIN on the smug PERP who he knew he was going to have trouble with later on.

      ’ NO – ’

He takes the WEAPONS, mind calculating how much TIME he was going to get for carrying this much –

       ’ Do you want MORE time for cheeking a JUDGE? ? ? I said explain – ’

He walks over his BIKE that was parked near by, opening the compartment in the back and chucking all the weapons in. He takes a second, contemplating whether to SEARCH the creep –

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‶ just trying to be thoughtful. ″ no, he’s trying to antagonize the judge, but he wasn’t going to just admit to that. he acquiesces though, explaining to the judge the information that he has. he hides the name of his business though, throwing out a few names that the hackers have also attacked so he couldn’t be associated with a single corporation. with everything automated this days, people who sabotage the machinery are a huge problem. 

               adam pulls out a small tablet from his coat, a list of possible suspects and names on the first page. other incriminating evidence, some that may not have been legally obtained such as addresses, background information, and frequently visited sites are also listed under the names. call adam old school, but he enjoyed going through actual files of people, not just hooking up to mainframes so he’s able to read data as it races past his eyes. 

‶ we’re going to that building, ″ adam says, pointing. ‶ that manufacturing plant is going to be one of their next targets. ″ he knows because that’s where he planted the bait. 

‶ guess i get to see just how helpful a judge really is. ″

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a few sirens echoed off the buildings int he distance, commonplace it seemed nowadays. not every arrest was worthy of adam’s attention though. it didn’t matter how many petty criminals and terrorists the augmented man tried to hunt down to help people, it simply wouldn’t stop until the head of the operations were within his grasp. 

eyes continued to follow the blonde haired woman down the street, have been for sometime now. they were an odd bunch, but nothing spectacularly stood out about them. that within itself tipped jensen off, because simply, there was nothing about them. while he could pull up a few interesting pictures that may point to this woman being a bit older than he initially presumed, there was hardly any information on who the woman was. 

a small sound of a lighter bounced off the brick buildings, the flame lighting up adam’s face as he lit a cigarette while walking towards the woman in question. what better way to get information than asking directly? 

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sorry, been a bit busy this past week with work, but consider this a start call/plotting call! try to get around to these while i’m off work.

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➥⦗judgcdredd⦘

HARD white teeth are BARED – are snarl erupting from deep within as he let hidden EYES focus on the CREEP. He could LET the man help, at least until they have CAUGHT these ‘HACKERS’. Might knock off SOME time for the crimes he had committed: carrying weapons and assaulting people with said weapon.

    ‘ FINE –                        But once we’re done here. YOU’RE going to the CUBES for the carrying and use of weapons AS WELL AS attempted assault on a  JUDGE. Now give me the WEAPON and you can EXPLAIN.’

    he stared at the judge. keeping his face impassive while the judge showed their anger freely, adam’s eyes were puling data from the net as it picked up the small facial features, badge, and possible weapons on the man’s body. a small frown ticked at the edge of adam’s lips. it wasn’t like giving up the weapons that he had on him would make the augmented man any less dangerous, but it would make doing his job a bit more difficult. maybe he would be able to keep most of his augmentations a secret. 

             ‶ sounds good officer. i’m glad we could come to an agreement. ″ a lie, and both of them probably knew that adam was going to do his best to escape, but that wasn’t the worry at the moment. the man’s expression turned a bit smug when he reached into his over coat and started handing over his weapons. it wasn’t much–– a revolver along with a stolen automatic rifle and pistol–– but then he shifted to the small explosive devices he had in his pockets as well. while adam had the coat and the gear to hold most of these weapons, he wasn’t quite sure if the judge was able to carry the same. 

              ‶ do you need to go get a bag for all of this or you think you’ll be able to manage? ″

‶ want the explanation now? or do i have to give you a minute. ″

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➥⦗@judgcdredd​⦘

ANGER gripped him, hands curling into TIGHT FISTS as he composes himself – trying to PREVENT the URGE to punch the man back.

     ‘ ASSAULT on a JUDGE gets you 2 years in the iso-cubes. ‘

‶ then try not to stand in the middle of my enemies. ″ probably wasn’t the best of ideas to antagonize the judge. he didn’t want to start a fight with them now. hopefully he’ll be able to convince them to brush it off if he tried explaining himself. then again, he wasn’t looking for a resolution to his current predicament that’d sit well with the law. 

             ‶ now you can either stay angry, or focus on what’s important. i’m after some hackers that caused a few machines to go haywire. ″ half the story, but hopefully they’re after the same target.

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➥⦗ @virtusomniavincit ⦘

     ‶ aren’t you supposed to be secret? ″ he spoke with an almost bored tone, looking the opposite man up on down. they probably couldn’t tell with jensen’s sunglass blocking anyone from seeing his eyes. it unnerved people to see the reticles constantly shifting in and out of focus. to see slight blue and unearthly glow they radiated. people moved around the two standing on the side of the streets. the two made a intimidating pair. this agent’s height was taller than most while jensen’s aura simply told people he wasn’t there to chit chat or wish them a nice day. it didn’t help that when people glanced to read his face, they could see the few visible lines of augments. ‶ guess i should have been looking for letterman’s instead of ceo’s in suits. ″         he crossed his arms, contributing more to that stand-offish vibe. he couldn’t pull much information on this man in front of him, but, from what he could read, they weren’t augmented. something was off nevertheless. his info link kept rescanning the man’s vitals, trying to pick up what was setting it off. unfortunately nothing was coming up. filing the information away for later, adam needed to focus on the task at hand. there was someone on the lose from the illuminati and jensen wanted to get that man before he had the chance to get assassinated.

       ‶ just how dangerous is this guy? ″

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why should i resolve things peacefully when i can fucking punch you in the face

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his hands were stuffed into his pockets. not so much that it was cold, but more for the fact to look less intimidating while out in the dark streets of this suburban town. wearing a long over coat and sunglasses while it was almost two in the morning made more than a few people suspicious. it was best to not raise any unnecessary questions. 

jensen finally approached the brick building that seemed to have an aparment on top of some kind of bistro that served poor quality sandwiches. taking the time to spend a few minutes watching the place from across the street, his eyes watched the movements of life signes throuhg the walls, keeping track of any kind of possible danger he could come across. there were few weapons, but more people than he had expected. it didn’t help there was another person walking around the block at this time of night. the augmented man wasn’t quite sure what they were doing out at this time of night, but it wasn’t his problem.

deciding to finally make a move, he walked forwards. his pace slowly picked up until it became a slight jog where jensen was able to jump off with a single kick to grab on the edge of the three story building and pull himself up onto the flat roof. his mind pinged that the person wandering the streets may have seen such action, but he wasn’t going to stick around long and they probably weren’t going to investigate some thing jumping on top of some roof.

he had a mission to complete. nothing was going to get into the way of that.

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                                                          ...imagine

                                        that something in you echoed                                         to the leaping of its flames,                                         imagine how its one question                                         beat in your veins, how you saw                                         with perfect clarity that moment                                         in which each of us chooses,                                         forever.