Jason
Prepared Skills : Knife Fighting, Reading Body Language, Salesmanship
Taken Items : Knife (Concealed), First Aid Kit, 

Ludwig would enter Fugly Bobs, his appearance differing from the usual. He was in plain clothes, jeans and a black t-shirt with his face changed to a degree. His hair was a dark blonde matching with the blue contacts in his eyes; his face also appearing sharper and more filled out than it had previously.

He would walk over to the counter and place his order, just a cola and bacon cheeseburgers, before walking to a booth and taking his seat. He had arranged this meeting in a public place to try and avoid any major conflicts but it was always impossible to tell how some people may act. In due time a representative from each of the four gangs should be arriving for a business discussion, although he would hope for a peaceful chat with them it would impossible to tell how it would go, let alone if they would show up at all. Just in case he had brang a knife and concealed it in his belt; it would likely not be needed but what was the harm in being safe.
Charlene
As Ludwig sat down at a booth he would find himself waiting for a few minutes before a server walked towards him with a tray in hand. She placed the tray on the table, smiling and uttering a well practiced *"Enjoy your food sir"* Before turning and walking away.

Almost as soon as the server left another woman sat down in Ludwig's booth, a milkshake in hand. She took a long drink as she stared at the young cape. She wasn't exactly dressed in casual clothing but it wasn't quite formal. She wore a dark coloured floppy wide brimmed hat along with a smart top and smooth skirt. She had long black hair and a pale complexion with blue eyes. Above her left breast on her shirt she had a bronze pin in the shape of a mocking bird.

*"So, you must be The Handyman."* A vibration could be heard as she reached in a pulled out her phone. Her eyes scanned it quickly before moving back to Ludwig. *"Or should I call you Ludwig."*
Jason
Ludwig would flash a smile as the woman approached the booth, taking a seat in the booth. "You can call me as you wish," He would say with a smile, "And you must be," Glancing towards her broach, "From the birds." He would take the burger in his hands unwrapping it and beginning to eat as they both became accustomed to the meeting for a few moments.

"It's good to meet you," He would say peacefully, they seemed amicable enough but he wasn't sure if he was to take his name as a threat or a warning. "I'm not sure what details you received but we both know we're not here to fight." He would take out a notepad before tearing off a page and writing down his phone number. He would pass it across the table towards her, "I don't know how you all usually communicate but getting a hold of you people is a royal pain in the ass, so we'll start off with that." He would say letting out a light chuckle. "I'm a contractor, I don't have superspeed, flight or anything of the such. But if you need someone to do a job I'm your guy. Name it and I'll probably be able to help you out with it. What do you think?"
Charlene
The woman smiled as he spoke. A look of curiosity clear on her face.

*"Well you are an observant one aren't you. You can call me Mockingbird."* She reached down and took the piece of paper, slipping it into her pocket. *"Hmm well it wouldn't be very smart of us if we allowed any old person to meet us. That's how we end up with wanabe heroes attempting to arrest us. Anyway before we talk business I want to know more about you."*

She raised her empty hand and pointed towards him.

*"Its a ballsy move to reveal your identity to us. Do you know what we could do to you? That's either a lot of trust you are putting in us or it is a sign of immense incompetence. You wanna tell me which one it is?"*
Jason
He would take a drink, listening as she spoke. "I'm happy to talk more about me, there's not too much to say but what's the harm." He would wait for a moment, "Before we begin, feel free to order anything else; it'll be on me since I've dragged you out here anyways." 

"And as for wanabe heroes, I can assure you I'm not one. But I must set one thing clear; I am a villain, I am a contractor but by no means am I an asshole. I know you're not associated with the Nova group but I will refuse to do work which is just an amped up hate crime. I have pride in my skills."

He would roll his eyes at the thought of them, they had received an invite in the name of business but he couldn't say he didn't dislike them. Some gangs were brutal, murderous or plain strange; and out of anything they chose to be racists? Some people huh. 

"For the sake of the conversation we will address me as Ludwig, I like to think of my plain identity as not incompetence but awareness. I am fully aware that costume or not you and your information network will track down my identity one way or another. Why attempt to hide my identity when I know you'll figure it out either way." He would smile, "Or you can see it as simply a face of good will, whichever you'd prefer."
Charlene
*"Hmm, well whatever it is it's bold for sure. Never before have any of our associates revealed themselves on our first meeting. Speaking of Nova though I do imagine the lack of costumes may be why the other groups did not attend. I doubt they have a cape like myself who can walk among regular humans with no worries. Not to mention the Top Hats and Nova Imperium are currently in an open gang war and the Children of Scion hate all of us."*

She folded the piece of paper up and placed it in her pocket. It was then Ludwig would hear a metallic clicking noise come from under the table as Mockingbird leant forwards, her eyes staring into Ludwig's.

*"You say you are a contractor? Explain. What exactly do you do? What is your expected pay? Who have you worked for before? You are being incredibly bold for a complete nobody, you know that?"*
Jason
Ludwig would Listen carefully, "Bold indeed, but what's the harm in some confidence." It was as she mentioned the other groups had not attended but in complete honesty Ludwig was not a huge fan of the others one way or another. "Well it is no matter, your group appealed to me the most either way, the others seem a touch crude."

He would smile as he heard the clicking of a gun underneath the table, "Now that's not necessary, I would've answered either way you know." Ludwig would say followed by a light chuckle. "Yes thats correct I'm a contractor. I can do anything you need and I mean anything. The prices will vary depending on the job but will generally be fairly low because as you say I am decently unknown and have little, fame to say. I have worked for no one but myself before and have a 100% success rate in my previous works. And it is bold, but as the saying goes, the fortune will favour me... Hopefully." 

He would pull out his notepad flipping through the pages, looking to his notes regarding his power. Whilst he understood it naturally it could be difficult to explain his varied skill set. "Moving back, you asked what I could do. Anything. Whether it be hacking, Lockpicking, first aid, professional surgery or all the way over to masonry and carpentry. I am happy to perform any task you require and to a garunteed professional level I can promise you." He would pause for a second, "I can also fight, knives, swords, guns, rifles. Whilst I typically stay hidden, I can fight."
Charlene
She looked at the boy with a intensity in her eyes but within seconds it softened to a confident smile. Her whole body seemed to relax as she leant back into the soft booth.

*"Well then, that's good to hear. Those who waste our time tend to stop living but you seem to at least believe you are legitimate. So I am going to give you a chance to prove yourself to us. I have a job for you and if you are willing to take it and complete it without issue not only can I offer you payment but, perhaps, friendship."*

She placed the empty milkshake on the table before reaching into her pocket, pulling out a cigarette and placing in her mouth. Her hand then reappeared from under the table, gun in hand. She pulled the trigger and with a click a flame appeared at the end of the barrel which she used to light the cigarette.

*"So, are you willing to take the job?"*
Jason
He would watch as her face would relax, calming as he spoke and becoming more neutral as opposed to the tensed version of herself she was previously. Ludwig doing the same as they both matched the more chill tone of the conversation moving forward.

He would listen as she spoke, waiting for a few moments until she had finished. "I'm glad to hear you have a positive impression of me, I naturally don't mean to waste your time." He would let out a calm breath, "And, that does sound like an attractive offer." Waiting another moment Ludwig would watch as she pulled the *Gun* From the table, "How humourus," He would say before letting out a light chuckle. "I'll have to get one for myself."

He would ponder the question for but a few seconds as it was something he already knew the answer to, "Yeah I am, I will need more details though naturally."
Charlene
*"Great."*

She put away her lighter gun and pulled something else out of her pocket. Reaching over she placed it on Ludwig's side of the table, revealing it to be a USB stick. She then pulled out a bundle of cash and placed it beside it.

*"Just across the street is a branch of the New London Bank service. All you need to do is go in there and insert the stick into the manager's computer. In return you get £500 up front and upon completion you will get another £1000. If you manage to do this well I will even offer you association with the Songbirds. I'll be waiting here."*
Jason
"Well, I don't have any of my usual equipment but I can make it work."

He would take both the USB and cash placing them in his bag calmly as he thought, "Three minutes, that's all I need to make my plan." He would begin to swap out his skill set entirely one after the other, the whole triple entente of deception. Deception, Acting and Infiltration. The three skills he would need for this job and armed with them it would be a simple task.

He would take out a cap from his bag and would adorn his head with it before placing the USB in his pocket and concealing a knife within his belt. "I'm leaving my bag here for now, I'll be back shortly." Ludwig would exit the booth and Fugly Bobs before crossing the street and confidently entering the bank. He would pose as an IT technician, acting as if the higher ups had scheduled a new software installation or update to be granted access to the computer as required. This scheme was simple and easy, and with his skills of deception he would hopefully gain easy access.
Charlene
As he entered the bank he Ludwig would see a fairly boring looking room. A counter lined the far end with a corridor running off to the right. Behind the count there were three staff members dealing with a crowd of customers. Just from the conversations he could hear as he entered apparently there had been some issue with the internet banking system. Such things were common with how unreliable the communication infrastructure in the city was.

A few moments after entering a woman dressed in a bank employee's uniform approached him with a smile on her face. *"Are you hear due to the internet banking issues? If you are please join the que if not can I help you?"*
Jason
The easy part was done, he had the skills and the knowledge. But now came for the more difficult part, giving a convincing performance to do his job.

Ludwig would approach the woman coming from the side of the line, and with a wide smile would begin to speak. "I'm sorry to interrupt your work Ma'am but I've actually been sent to do some basic checks on the bank computers." He would start looking through some notes on his notepad, "It looks like you should have been notified prior, I'll just need to pop in the back for a few minutes to give the computer systems a lookover."
Charlene
Her face shows a clear sign of confusion before she takes out a tablet and began to scroll through it.

*"Hmm, I haven't been told anything about that but if you wait here I'll go get the manager he is sure to know something about it. Just take a seat and help yourself to tea if you want some I'll be back in a minute."*

She smiled at him before turning away and walking down the corridor and disappearing to to one of the doors visible from where Ludwig was. If he looked at where the woman motioned before walking away he would see a small table with cups and a hot water tank along with an assortment of teabags, coffee sugar and milk.
Jason
He would continue his false smile as she scrolled, friendliness was the path to success. "That's no Problem Ma'am, just let me know when you're ready for me."

He would calmly stroll towards the small table which she had motioned towards before turning towards the crowd, "Now everybody, don't worry, I'll be checking out the systems shortly to hopefully identify any issues. Just a bit of a hold up due to a miscommunication in management it appears." He would look towards them kindly with sympathy, sorry about the delay. He would make himself a cup of tea and lean against the wall, sipping it as he waited.
Charlene
Despite his attempt at easing the crowd most of them saw fit to ignore him, instead continuing to complain to the poor workers behind the guest. After a short minute long wait Ludwig would see the woman return and approach him. A look of embarrassment clear on her face.

*"The manager has been expecting you Mr..."* She paused for a moment, as if she was thinking through something quite intently. *"Mr. Nwaigbo. Come right this way, his office is through here."*

She began to move back towards the corridor, motioning for him to follow. It wasn't long before they arrived next to a door with the word manager printed on the glass. She knocked on the door.

*"Come in!"*

She motioned towards Ludwig to enter.
Jason
Ludwig would spent several moments switching his Infiltration skill to IT as he sipped his tea, if possible he might as well offer some help whilst he was about.

He would look upwards seeing as the worker approached, "Ah it's Mr Moore actually Ma'am, I believe Mr Nwaigbo was unwell I'll be filling in." He would say to her with a kind smile. He would follow calmly as she requested coming to a halt at the glass door. A moment would pass and he would hear the clear indication from the manager, he would grasp the handle entering the room smoothly.
Charlene
As he entered the woman moved away back into the main room to help the next person she could, leaving Ludwig to meet with the manager in private. As he entered the room it was a fairly standard office, a desk, computer, filing cabinets, potted plants, everything one could need. The only thing missing was the manager themselves but even that mystery was solved fairly quickly.

*"Hold on a sec Mr Nwaigbo let me just get this back to how it was. Take a seat in the mean time."*

The voice was coming from beneath the desk. Adjusting his position Ludwig would be able to see a pair of legs jutting out from under the wooden furniture.
Jason
Ludwig would take a seat calmly looking down towards the man,

"Please, It's Mr Moore. I believe Mr Nwaigbo is out sick."

He would wait calmly, surely the man would not be long. However, whatever he was doing under that desk remained a mystery. In due time he would likely find out, but hopefully it wouldn't make the situation any worse. He was here to plug in the USB nut if possible he had also wanted to attempt to mend the issue.
Charlene
*"Huh?"*

The man shuffled back before standing, a look of confusion clear on his face.

*"What do you mean? I spoke to him less than an Hour ago? What happened to him?"*

Slowly the man sat down on his chair, his eyes never leaving Ludwig's. He suddenly seemed rather tense when compared to his earlier demeanour.

*"I'm afraid I'll have to ask you to leave unless you can show me credentials, if not I may have to get security to escort you out."*
Jason
"I'm sorry Sir I don't have the exactly details, I was just told I'd be filling in a little while ago."

He would let out a small chuckle,

"I don't have any credentials on me, I thought you had been informed. My apologies."

He would put a thoughtful look on his face,

"Hmm.. Maybe."

"If there is any other way for me to prove it to you? Feel free to ask me an IT question I'd be happy to answer."

He would look at the manage sympathetically,

"I understand the wariness, but I really just want to help you out as soon as possible Sir."
Charlene
The manger let out a sigh, he was clearly suspicious but with Ludwig's power helping him appear forthcoming and honest he finally relented.

*"Alright then, take a look but I'll be standing right here to make sure you don't access anything you aren't meant to."*

The manager stood up and moved to the side, motioning towards the chair. It was unclear but Ludwig got the vibe this man was tired and worn out. It had clearly been a long day for him.
Jason
"That's no problem at all Sir, feel free to ask questions and I'll be happy to explain as I work."

Ludwig would let his shard guide him along, beginning to look through the computer systems and genuinely trying to repair or solve which issues might be present.

After getting a reasonable way through Ludwig would plug in the USB to *Give him access to the required diagnostic software* And he would move along swiflty.
Charlene
It was strange, every time Ludwig attempted to do anything that involved accessing the web or the local server he would get barraged by a series of nonsensical errors. It was as though there was a barrier around the machine and trying to access anything external was just blocked. There was very little he could figure out from here but the moment he placed the USB in the device something strange happened.

The monitor blinked of and showed nothing but a black screen. About 10 seconds later it flickered back to life appearing on the log in screen. A few more seconds passed before the woman from before entered the room and smiled.

*"I don't know what you did but everything seems to have been fixed, everything is functioning again."*

The manager looked at you, relief clear on his face.

*"So what was wrong with it?"*
Jason
"Ah, there we go."

I would smile towards the manager and remove the USB,

"I think all you needed was a system reset there Sir,"

"If you're lost wandering about more just makes you more lost, but if you go back to the beginning you can find your way again. The system was simply lost and needed help finding its path."

With my explanation over I would give the man a smile and begin to make my leave,

"Well Sir, I believe that's all. Hopefully that'll be the last of your troubles" I'd say with a chuckle,

Before attempting to leave the bank and go across the street once again.
Charlene
*"Well thank you, please send my regards to Mr. Nwaigbo. I hope he feels better soon. "*

He walked you out of the bank, a friendly smile on his face the entire time. Clearly he was relieved his ordeal was finally over and could get back to regular work.

Stepping outside Ludwig would see a car drive past in front of him before the road was clear for him to cross. Stepping back into Fugly Bobs he saw the same woman sitting in the same booth waiting.
Jason
Calmly Ludwig would walk over to the booth taking a seat and looking towards the woman,

"Job done, peacefully at that."

He would have a smile on his face, glad at his own success of the requested task.
Charlene
Mockingbird looked at Ludwig, a subtle smile on her face. Her hand vanished below the table for a moment before reappearing with a stack of cash that she placed on the table. She moved the pile towards Ludwig before removing her hand, revealing a bronze feather atop the pile.

*"A thousand, as promised. If you ever wish to seek us out for more official work all you need to find us is on that broach."*
Jason
Ludwig would take the brooch from the pile and look it over before fastening it onto his jacket. He would take the stack of cash and place it within his backpack before looking up to her once again.

"I'd be happy to, unless there is anything else I suppose I'd best get going,"

He would say to her questionly.
Charlene
Looking over the broach Ludwig would notice on the back there was some writing engraved in the surface of the metal. 'In The Mines The Canary Sings, Heed Her Song For The Salvation It Brings, Then The Nightingale's Toll Rings'

*"No, I think that is all for now. I do truly hope we meet again."*

Mockingbirds face shifted, her appearance completely changed from a moment ago. She stood up.

*"Goodbye Handyman."*

She walked away, leaving Fugly Bobs.
Jason
I would give her a wave goodbye as she raised from the booth, beginning to leave.

"I'll see you around, *Well I probably won't but you know what I mean.*"

He would pack his things up as she left and he would respond with a calm, 

"Goodbye."

With that done it was time to return home with payment in hand.