"Anyway," Adam began, "you'll have to get some new clothes. Too recognizable." With a quick scan of his outfit he added, "Armour an stay, though." Re nodded. Unfortunately Adam was right; his robes were beginning to attract attention when he went places. "Alright. I'll get to finding some."
Something nagged at the back of his mind as he went through droves of digital clothes. He couldn't tell what, though. After selecting some clothes he decided he liked, he asked, "How do you want this delivered? 'Cause I know you don't want it direct. Heck, the only browser you guys have is TOR." The man who'd been working when he came in looked up. "I'll take care of that." Re nodded, thanking him. A notice bleeped in his ear. Oh, right. That was it. "Hey," he said to Adam. "You want an incomplete map of BESC HQ[53xiio]? I got a tracker on my target when she went in. Looks like it was finally disabled, but you can use it if you combine it with some other partials." Adam smirked, surprised. "I culd use that sometime in the future," he said.