From: LoneWolf247
To: KisanaSoracNevos; SorceressTheaAAA;
Hello, I am Lone Wolf.
If you have time, please meet me at Overlook Restaurant, 19:00 today (local time).
I have something of great importance to discuss with you both.
P.S. If you don't trust me, then just remember the fact that you will get to dine in Overlook.
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The Chief Police Officer Casmo was annoyed. The man, Lone Wolf, could not be positively identified. He technically didn't break any laws either. But his amazing collection of weapons (which outmatched her strike team by a gunship and two rocket launchers) scared her. Though they were confiscated, it still didn't make her feel any safe. An attempt to trace his guns were a flop, too. They were custom-made with top-quality materials, and then modified further to fit the user. Only one, the "Mattock" was traceable – to a black market apprehended five years only characteristic that his guns shared was that they used both thermal clips and self-cooling systems.
She wanted to simply walk up to him and punch him in the face to get him talking.
Instead, she signed his release.
…
Jackson sat comfortably in his hotel room, overlooking the sea. It had been quite some time since he could enjoy the luxuries of credits. He had a lot of them, but he never got to use them. After losing her, not a single credit was used for himself… until now.
He had left the hospital as soon as he was released, walking downtown for no real purpose. Jackson was almost sure that half the buildings in Nevos were hotels. He chose the most expensive-looking one.
Thinking back, he should have left the planet immediately and contacted the Alliance command, but he didn't want to answer questions about his ship.
And now, I'm trying to make a new one. Jackson curled his fist, his powers being summoned automatically. He didn't want to do this, but what he found out beyond the Beta-Two relay was… terrifying. He had to stop it.
Trying to clear his memory, he threw his datapad onto the bed and left the room. He did need something formal to wear for the meeting tonight, and the closest "thing" he had to a formal dine-ware was his armour. He chuckled quietly as he closed the door.
Feels like a date.
The datapad displayed two documents, all bought from the Shadow Broker. Jackson could get any piece of information that the Shadow Broker had from deal from a long time ago.
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Name: Kisana Sorac
Race: Asari
Age: 386
Homeworld: Thessia
Family: Parents are both asari. Her "father" died of old age. Her mother currently works as a diplomat on Earth. No sisters. One cousin: Thea Sorac.
Career:
- Studied military cryptography on Palaven.
- Worked as a Software Bug Broker for 7 years.
- Briefly, for 2 years, worked with the Eclipse mercenary group.
- Joined Thea Sorac and became the "Sorceress Group".
- Active hacker within the Terminus Systems for 159 years.
- Once hacked into Shadow Broker's files, stealing thousands of top-level documents
- Notable for donating a majority of her wealth
- Retired last year from information warfare, currently working in Matra Hospital as a nurse.
Victims:
- Nick Jaon, human, Eclipse initiation murder, later discovered to be a slave trader
- Grime, krogan warlord, jewellery robbery 25 000 credits, later discovered to be illegally smuggled money from refugees
- Vonic Balon, volus, hacking robbery 59 000 credits, later discovered to be illegally gained money from tax
- Blood Pack, mercenary group, solid-element zero heist worth 500 000 credits
- Eclipse, mercenary group, hacking robbery 769 871 credits
- Shadow Broker, hacking robbery 1764 documents relating to high-level security systems, later repaid voluntarily with 2400 credits (which, I will note, is far too little).
- Countless other small information hackings…
Extranet Address: KisanaSoracNevos
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Name: Thea Sorac
Race: Asari
Age: 398
Homeworld: Thessia
Family: Turian father (died of old age), mother killed during the Geth War, One sister (location unknown, MIA during a security patrol three hundred years ago), one cousin: Kisana Sorac
Career:
- Joined asari commandos,
- Active service for 92 years
- Briefly, for 2 years, worked with Eclipse mercenary group
- Joined Kisana Sorac and became "Sorceress Group"
- Active high-profile robber and assassin for 160 years
- Notable for killing only those on the "Wanted" list and few members from the police force
- Also donated a majority of her wealth
Victims:
- Doe (name unknown), Eclipse initiation murder, later discovered to be a chain murderer
- Koam, hanar, murder and heist 17 000 credits, later discovered to be Red Sand drug lord
- Actus Sinoris, turian, murder and heist 79 000 credits, later discovered to be weapons smuggler
- Naumi, asari, murder and heist 81 000 credits, later discovered to be an ardat-yakshi
- John Hood, human police, murder and heist 46 000 credits, later discovered to be co-operating with the Blue Suns
- Grime, krogan warlord, jewellery robbery 25 000 credits, later discovered to be illegally smuggled money from refugees
- Blood Pack, mercenary group, solid-element zero heist worth 500 000 credits
- Countless others…
Extranet Address: SorceressTheaAAA
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Thea shot at the hologram enthusiastically, laughing like a maniac. She was smashing the combat simulator's records by two hundred kills. And she wasn't done yet. The crowd went wild. They had never seen such a fighter before on Nevos.
As she shot down the last enemy, the little companion drone exploded. Her score had overloaded it. She beamed pleasantly at the crowd. Half of them were cheering for her score. The other half was mad because she was beautiful.
Back in the lockers, she received the message sent by Lone Wolf. She noticed that her cousin was also mailed. This man clearly knew about the Sorceress Group. She laughed at his last comment.
Overlook Restaurant, hmm? This man must be rich! He better be a "good" guy!
She packed her body armour, combat omni-tool enhancers, guns and her sporting wear, and left. The meeting weren't supposed to happen for another hour or so, but she was excited. Maybe she could finally get her cousin to hook up with somebody!
Or shoot somebody. She thought, as she holstered her gun, hidden beneath her t-shirt.
Either way, it will be a good night.
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Kisa was enjoying her day off near the beachfront. After years of adventure, she had come to appreciate peace. She wished that there was someone to share this peace with, and immediately thought of Jackson. She blushed and shook her head. That mysterious man would have left the system by now.
I wish him luck.
Her omni-tool beeped. It was 17:23.
An hour later, she was rummaging frantically through her wardrobe, searching for the appropriate dress to wear. Kisa's apartment was not far from the hospital, and was rather small. She had decided to live modestly like a normal person. Right now though, she was far from normal. Her usually-clean bedroom was in complete chaos, mainly from the clothes that were strewn across the room. A chair was spinning wildly behind her.
Why am I even bothering so much? She thought. Overlook Restaurant was indeed a very expensive place, but that didn't explain why she was looking for the perfect dress for half an hour.
Finally, she found her favourite green dress, folded neatly underneath her combat gear. Even when she had retired from her life on the run, she kept most of her gear as memory. She put on her dress, which still fit her body nicely. It was expensive, made in Thessia. A gift from her dead auntie. She closed her eyes to thank her.
The chair finally dropped to the floor.
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The attendant at Overlook glanced at the reservation list. The restaurant was renowned for its luxury, but he wasn't sure what people found "luxurious" about a crowded dining hall. He guessed that it had something to do with food. The bottom floor was almost full, but the top floor was eerily empty. Only three private rooms were filled, mainly because each room reservation alone cost 5000 credits. He glanced at his omni-tool; 6:55 pm.
A human walked quietly up the staircase. The salarian attendant noticed his expensive-looking clothes, three barely-noticeable facial scars and a small grin. Oh how he hated these rich people!
"Ah, you must be Mr Wolf! Welcome to Overlook Restaurant!" He greeted cheerfully, attempting to hide his disgust.
The human scanned the room right to left, and replied "Yes, I am Mr Wolf. Thank you."
"Please come this way. Your room number is 3. Do you have any guests with you?" The salarian asked. Jackson noticed that this salarian clearly hated him, although he was very good at hiding it.
"Yes. Two asaris, both with the surname Sorac. Please let them in as soon as they arrive." With that, the human tipped the salarian and walked towards room 3.
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"He's in the restaurant right now. We'll be able to reach him in 30 minutes."
"Send two strike teams! And a gunship! I don't want any civilian casualties!"
The communications officer looked up in surprise. It was rare that her Eclipse captain ordered "no civilian casualties". She sensed that something big was going to happen.
She would never be more accurate.