Bureau

The Spook

# Character Information

## Background

One very early in morning of Lone Star precinct in Tacoma…..

“Rumor has it, he was a cop or some form of government deskie. In the Netherlands of all places. Now official statements deny him even existing in the first place... But you aren't here for that. Aren't you?” The haphazardly dressed man frantically waves his arms in front of the whiteboard with a dozen or so AR information pinned and connected with a digital string. “Well, as you might see. I have fully figured him out...”

The two officers interrupt whatever the frantic man was trying to say. “... Mr. Herbert. If you would, please continue.” With awkward pause to clean his throat Mr. Herbert continues. “Ehmh… As I was saying, this man is a highly dangerous spy. Like working for every secret agency. AVID, DGSE, JSCU… And worst of all UGB. And talking about assassinations, sabotages, destruction of information, theft and probably gadjilion other crimes as well.” Pair of officers nod silently, waiting for him to undoubtedly proceed. “We are letting a commie infiltrate our country.”

“No. We wouldn’t want that… But we will require something more than your word for it. Do you have any proof of your claims? Because they sound very wild.” It doesn’t take a genius to interpret the tone of officer's voice, sadly Herbert isn’t that type of genius. “Well… uhh… about that… He is a sort of a digital ghost. Doesn’t leave a trace. I hear he is a technomancer. So probably how he does it. Stealing people’s brains and all that.”

“Even if what you all said is true, Mr. Herbert” Speaking this dead monotone voice, patience dwindled with each word. “What would someone like that even be doing in Seattle? This isn’t exactly near Europe.” Leaning over the table and interlocking his fingers together. “Ah you see, why does anyone come to Seattle?” In a heartbeat he is interrupted. “I suppose you will tell us.” Cleaning his throat again before resuming. “Ah… Money, revenge, new opportunities… Not sure which category he is in tho…”

“So, you don’t know who he is, what he does and why he is here?” Even someone like him is starting to get hints by this point. "What excatly you expect us to do? On what basis we are to arrest this man. Who I might add haven't even given the name yet." And his confindence crumbles with a futile attempt of offering a handful of datasticks and e-Paper. Quick check of files shows dozens of images of… very blurry man? Woman? Person… clear enough to see it's someone different on each one. Various newspaper articles from local crime to… cook books? All in all, not highly useful information. "I… I… It's all here you must believe me officers!"
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Later, in front of same precinct…

"You don't know what you are doing! You are doomed us all to the red threat! Open your eyes!" It is a miracle that Mr. Herbert isn't arrested right there for disturbance of peace as he is politely escorted out of the station. "Get lost or get back with something useful."

Finding himself for loss of words just as the sky decides to open up and steadily increasing hail of rain begins. "Oh shi…. Taxi! Taxi!"

His call is answered by this yellow Ford Americar with tinted windows flashing a bright neon 'Taxi' sign. Stopping right next to him. Back door clicking open.

Mr. Herbert hops in, closing the door behind him as the car starts up. "Can you believe those pigs? We are in danger yet they do nothing." Doors lock as rain intensifies. "I believe you." Saying that, a nanite sharpened blade rises to meet him, only reaction Herbert managed to pull is eyes widened in fear as a sharp blade enters him, spraying his secrets all over the back seat. "Ik ben Bureau. Het is een genoegen."

## Narrative Significant Qualities

* Erased - "On need to know basis. You don't need to know."
* Consummate Professionals - "No further information will be disclosed."
* Social Stress - "These scars..."
* Mild Phobia of Heights - "It's not the height, but fall."

## Run History

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# In Character Information

## Matrix Search Table

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## Assensing Table

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## SINs

R4 J.C. Denton - UCAS
R4 Driver's License
R4 Weapon License
R4 Ware License.