Cyber.void

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These kinds of dive bars always have this mysterious mist that rises from unseen crevices in the seedy architecture. They're dead in the day, and the dead rise come dusk. Various subcultures disillusioned with the Singularity, partially augmented with some cybernetic enhancements, but never given fully over to transhumanism - they gather in these kinds of places not for the booze, but for the company. They dance in the harsh shades of the strobe LEDs and commiserate at the bar in droves, shadowy silhouettes flickering in and out of existence.

You yourself are one of them, but you're here for information. Places like this, where the reception to the Interneural Network is spotty at best, where few people are jacked in anyway, and where bodies are little more than amassed meat, bone, and metal, are the best places to hunt for data contraband - or, in layman's terms, gossip. It helps that you don't have to worry about the facial recognition software embedded in undercover Sentries' optical nerves when you're off the grid in dark joints.

The only trace of your identity as a bounty hunter working as part of the Cyber.void Network is an encrypted identifier stored in your Samsara Smartwatch S2, and once you quarantine that piece of data as a pseudo-Trojan, you'll be as anonymous as any other client.

Your codename is Rose Chi, 22, female, dark-skinned, and unaugmented but for a metallic cranial port hidden under your dark-steel bangs highlighted by streaming red locks.