Good evening, Agent Skye, and welcome to Aelfort City. The target is 38 years old Fhor'teh Even, a rich inverstor from the southern emisphere. You'll be attending a masked party at Secrenloft Mansion, to which he has been invited. Mr.Even might seem a good guy and an upstanding citizen on the outside, but our intel soruces and secret services have pinpointed him as one of the major funders of Santa Muerte, the terrorist group late Aeron.fn was a member of in his early days.
The target has now acquired the ex-cartel's research on various mass destruction weapons, including a BOT Operative System. Telling you what it could do if this program were to fall in wrong hands would be superfluous. It appears that it has ben sold at Secrenloft's auction under false name during this annual party. Sadly we do not know who was the buyer...and with the public dressed up as many different Navis, it's impossible to ascertain their true identity.
The party will conclude at 3.45am tonight with a firework display. Your objective is to elimiate Mr. Even, while also retrieving BotOS before it is too late. Clock is ticking, Agent Skye. Good luck.
Last Edit: Feb 1, 2018 15:50:13 GMT -8 by Nightshade
Stepping out of the car, Raika Skye took a moment for his eyes to let Secrenloft's Mansion's exterior registered in his mind. He would then move behind a tree to adjust the suit he was wearing. He did not like it one bit. Skin tight light that with just boots and gloves.
"Freaking Spyglass. He acts all high and fancy in his briefings, yet I am the one looking like an idiot with this thing on."
"Hey! I don't like you either."
"Shut the f. up." Raika barked at the navi speaking inside of his head. Moving his hand to the helmet he was wearing and clicked a button.
"Pearce, you there?"
"Yep. Loud and clear."
Raika finished setting up his costume, pulled the mask over his face, and began walking down the main street leading to the entrance. "Remind me why I do I have to bring him with me?"
"Right. Storm.exe here tried to rob our bank accounts. So let's just say he owes us a favor. Especially to Agent Thorn.tx who didn't delete him on the spot. Second, we can't have the target suspect anything about NSD presence. I know you don't use navis, but here everyone is dressed up as their own Navigator Program. So you have to look the part. Also, with Storm never ever having a thing to do with us, it further cements your cover. Remember, make sure they do not notice the PeT you give them is empty."
"Right Right. Storm has been uploaded in the suit you are wearing in case you need a navi to jack in stuff. You told me that three times now. This Secrenloft guy is smart. No Pet allowed within the mansion. And a pretty hefty security force. Say, how do I jack him in? Also, how do I know he won't backstab me?"
He heard Pearce laugh at the other side of the line. "He's got a new collar with him. If he even tries to do that he'll be autodeleted. But he doesn't want that. After this thing is done, the deal is us erasing his memory of the event and letting him go. As for your Jacking In inquiry, just place the palm of your hand onto the port. Oh, you also have digital chip data stored in the emblem on your chest. Don't forget to activate it before setting battle routines."
"Understood. I'll be entering the Mansion soon. I'll contact you if I'll need your support. Raika out."
The man approached the two guards standing at the door, exhibiting an invite and a vip pass as well. He was welcomed inside the lussuous mansion and asked to hand over his PeT and chips. He was then greeted by a waiter who offered him a drink and lead the NSD agent in the main hall.
Operation Lights Out had officially begun.
Last Edit: Feb 1, 2018 15:55:09 GMT -8 by Nightshade
The hall was busy with participants. All coming from all over world no doubt. And all high profile no doubt. Shame that they were all dressed up in their fancy navi costumes, making it impossible to recognize. Raika tugged at the mask covering his mouth and nose. Aside from the fact of him not liking navis, the one he dressed up as disgusted him.
Pearce bad told him a little about Storm. But man was the guy obnoxious. First of all, a Darkloid. Then the complete lack of any semblance of regard for other navis was even more bad on top of bad. The guy had robbed a bank just because he felt the need to fight and gut some innocent security guards doing their job. Yet there he was,walking in the same purple boots as him, with a tight blue suit around his well fit body with those metallic magenta details shining on his chest and thighs.
The man shook his head. He had to remain focused. He was still on a mission,and the faster he brought that into completion the faster he could rip that suit from himself and never think about it again. Spyglass better get a bonus ready for his next paycheck.
Alright. Objective number one. Find, interrogate and eliminate mr. Even. Just by looking around, be could not spot anyone dressed up as Evan's navi. The guy was obviously trying to hide his identity like the other guests. Suiting up as your own navi kinda defeated the purpose of a masked party.
Making his way past a guy with a rather intricately designed black dragon like costume, Raika arrived at the huuuuuuge buffet. Saying this wans't just your regular buffet it would not be enougb to describe the amount of high quality cuisine on that table. It hand't been five minutes since his arrival that the lights dimmed down. With Pearce informing him over radio that this was the time of Secrenloft's speech, Raika decided to stick to the side of the crowd.
This was actually a pretty good opportunity to slip away from the main room while everyone was distracted and find something to jack Storm into. There had to be some sort of guest list. He did have to present an invite and a vip pass to get in. So the information about everyone should be somewhere in the mansion's comp at least...and he was going to find that.