tales of farside city: the awakening. IC
it was a regular day in farside city, and a few of the regular gangs were going crazy as usual. The breakers, a gang of rock and roll enthusiasts, had just broken into one of the many City Banks, to fund their new band equipment. A young looking man in a black suit with blond hair looked down from inside a large skyscraper. In fact, from this point he could see a few miles past the city limits. "That, man is late." He said. He looked toward the sun which was now almost at its zenith. "I hate the wretched thing." he said, pulling a pair of shades out of his suit to cover his eyes. He turned, listening to the echoing sound of the elevator ding. he had admitted to himself that when he first had this..re-hack brought to his attention by his informants, he was skeptical. he had doubted the abilities of that pudgy looking man. however, continued surveillance yielded..intriguing results. and thus, he had called him in for a meeting to discuss a possibility of employment.