[color=29FE13]Name:[/color] Aaron Floyd a.k.a. ‘Glitch’

[color=29FE13]Race:[/color] Human
 
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Space/mission suit
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To keep up with the increasing difficulty of each job, Aaron developed several pieces of equipment for various situations such as: 
-Magnetic Boots: Allows wearer to cling to metal surfaces and walk freely on them. Ideal for walking on ship hulls.
-Plasma cutter: Arm mounted device that can cut through nearly all materials. Best used to get into walls that hide circuitry. Can also be an improvised melee weapon.
-Skeleton Key: A program designed to analyze, access, and decrypt any and all digital coding whether it be alien or advanced. Not recommended unless you have the time or don’t know the coding.
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[hider=Assuming Control:] 

Sitting alone in a booth at a cafe on a rather bustling space station, Glitch sipped his dark caffeinated drink while browsing on his datapad. He wasn’t doing anything criminal at the time, just surfing the net while he waited for his next contract to come down the line. Occasionally glancing at the other patrons to see if anyone was watching him or acting shady; could never be too careful in his line of work.

And right on cue two N.G.R. agents walked in surveying the area. Soon as they noticed Glitch one spoke into a communicator and they made their way over. As they did Glitch promptly began opening various programs while planning his escape route. The two men stood side by side at the edge of the booth, one spoke in a hushed tone. “Sir, we need you to come with us.” Glitch responded by setting his datapad down and chugging his coffee. “Sir, let’s not-” he was interrupted by Glitch holding his other hand out with his index finger out to say ‘one moment’.

With a satisfied ‘ah’ he set the empty cup down and grabbed his datapad. [color=29FE13]”Let me guess. I’m wanted for questioning regarding some incident and you’d like me to come quietly and not cause a scene?”[/color] He said getting up from his seat. [color=29FE13]”Lets just make this quick.”[/color]

Seeing that he was complying, the two agents didn’t restrain him as they began to walk out of the cafe. This was a mistake. As they neared the door Glitch grabbed the nearest table and pulled it down in front of the agents then ran for the door, hitting the lock controls on the way out. Of course they could just unlock it, unless [i]someone[/i] tapped into the the stations main network and shut down power to the door controls. They would be needing a crowbar to get out now.

Sadly, those weren’t the only agents. Another group was waiting at the shuttle docks ready for extraction, and these guys were armed and ready. Quickly scanning for a com signal he picked up the N.G.R. frequency in time to hear the trapped agents alerting their friends. “HE LOCKED US IN HERE! DON’T LET HIM ESCA-skksshhhhhhh.” 

[color=29FE13]”Oops, looks like your call dropped.”[/color] Glitch said to himself as he blocked the signal. The problem here was the armed escorts knew he was loose now, they split up and began checking the area. He’d have to find a way to distract them just long enough for him to board one. He had an idea, but it would take some time. 

Logging into the security feeds, he figured the only way they could have found him was the cameras catching him. Sure enough he found footage of him entering the cafe, clearly they had some sort of scanning program that alerted them when it picked up certain people. Clever, but now he was going to use that against them. Taking the footage he cut everything but him and pasted himself over another individual that was currently boarding shuttle 5.

Sending the faulty footage though the cameras it was instantly picked up and in seconds the agents were surrounding shuttle 5. As they closed in on nothing, Glitch slipped aboard shuttle 2 and took a seat. [color=29FE13]”Time for us to take off.”[/color] Accessing the flight schedule he switched the departure time to that instant. The automated systems picked it up and quickly shut the doors and began take off. Once safely off that station Glitch closed all the things he was running on his datapad and sat back to enjoy the ride. 

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[hider=Background:]

Hailing from the metropolis cities of Gaia, Aaron Floyd grew up in the streets with no family and few friends. Many in his situation turned to petty crime as a way of life and in that aspect Aaron was no different. However, while the others did shake downs and back alley muggings for money, Aaron took things in a more technical approach. ATM’s, stolen phones, if it ran on a computer or program, he could hack it. 

As he got older, the jobs got bigger and bigger. The ATM’s became the banks themselves, and the stolen phones moved to encrypted servers. He adopted his alias after frequently hearing security personnel mistake his intrusions for simple ‘glitches’. This was also handy for a code name as these jobs would require full teams and divulging his real name wasn’t exactly wise in this line of business.

Though money was always welcome, Aaron preferred the score of information as its value was always recognized. Weapon specs, prototype tech, even confidential passwords, he would go for anything he could use or simply sell to the highest bidder.
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