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paradisalogs2012-01-31 02:21 am
ex_augmentation792) wrote in paradisalogs2012-01-31 02:21 am
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[Open] He's not as quiet as he tries to be
Who: Adam Jensen and any volunteers
What: He's trying to find out more information about where he is, which for Jensen means snooping. If there are unlocked doors he will be sneaking right in there to have a look around, maybe rifle through your drawers, peek into your journals. If you have a computer he will absolutely try to hack into it (if it's even password protected). Or maybe it's just an unoccupied room you see him sneaking into, whatever works. (Prose or Action/Brackets are welcome)
When: Wee hours of Tuesday morning
Where: Your room?
Rating: PG (possibly course language)
Adam ate and slept like everyone else but the electrical system powering his augmentations wasn't operating like it should and it left him worn out, forced to sleep, and he was out of the protein bars he'd had with him when he found himself here. There was the kitchen but the phantoms in there held no sway for him going further in there yet to actually find food. So far his stealth was failing him, his reconnaissance fruitless and his energy not recharging like it should. This was becoming irritating.
Tonight he decided to step up his game and look around some of the personal quarters of the people living here. He was moving quietly and avoiding people but he was not using his Cloaking ability, nor his ability to track people through walls. Both augments used energy which had become precious to him thanks to whatever malfunction was making his recharge not work correctly. There weren't electric security locks on the doors and he didn't know how to manually pick-lock a door so he had to find rooms that weren't locked. There were surprisingly many of these. Most of them were empty, some of them were not.
What: He's trying to find out more information about where he is, which for Jensen means snooping. If there are unlocked doors he will be sneaking right in there to have a look around, maybe rifle through your drawers, peek into your journals. If you have a computer he will absolutely try to hack into it (if it's even password protected). Or maybe it's just an unoccupied room you see him sneaking into, whatever works. (Prose or Action/Brackets are welcome)
When: Wee hours of Tuesday morning
Where: Your room?
Rating: PG (possibly course language)
Adam ate and slept like everyone else but the electrical system powering his augmentations wasn't operating like it should and it left him worn out, forced to sleep, and he was out of the protein bars he'd had with him when he found himself here. There was the kitchen but the phantoms in there held no sway for him going further in there yet to actually find food. So far his stealth was failing him, his reconnaissance fruitless and his energy not recharging like it should. This was becoming irritating.
Tonight he decided to step up his game and look around some of the personal quarters of the people living here. He was moving quietly and avoiding people but he was not using his Cloaking ability, nor his ability to track people through walls. Both augments used energy which had become precious to him thanks to whatever malfunction was making his recharge not work correctly. There weren't electric security locks on the doors and he didn't know how to manually pick-lock a door so he had to find rooms that weren't locked. There were surprisingly many of these. Most of them were empty, some of them were not.