[Time skip!]<br/><br/>The lower wards were dark and dilapidated, the infrastructure something of a joke. Gang tags were on every wall, debris and trash littering the streets. Beretta could hear gunfire several streets away, a constant part of the urban ambiance down here in the warrens. The familiar weight of her rifle slung across her chest was a comfort. Even with her enhancements, she didn't fancy tangling with the local gangs.<br/><br/>"I know someone down here who can help with the encryption on the drive," she said to Carth as her red eyes scanned the streets. There was little foot traffic out and about after mid day. The gangs were quiet in the mornings but you didn't want to be on the streets if a fight broke out. "He's one of the DuskNinjaz. They deal in tech. Have a thing for swords. I've worked some jobs for them before. Gangs down here always need some extra muscle and the Ninjaz deal in enough tech that they can pay my rates." She explained as they reached the DuskNinjaz hideout.<br/><br/>A pair of hooded men carrying SMGs and swords on their backs stepped forward. Beretta fished in her pocket and produced a metal disk with a carved black sun on it. Upon seeing the token, the men stepped aside, allowing them access to the building.<br/><br/>The hideout was a tenement complex with a large courtyard in the middle. The center of the courtyard was dominated by a tower of servers, cables and wire bundles strung up and leading into every apartment, the glow of screens everywhere. This was the information center in the warrens. Anything tech related could be found here for trade and the Ninjaz dominated the market.<br/><br/>Beretta made her way up a flight of stairs to a grey door, knocking twice. A shutter retracted and a pair of starkly blue eyes peered out at them. "Hey Zed," Beretta said with a smile. There was no response and the shutter closed, a series of clicks following as many locks were undone.<br/><br/>The door opened and a short woman with a punk hairstyle dyed green stood there. "Beretta..." She said, flicking her strange eyes to Carth. They were obviously cybernetic, the irises widening, zooming in on Carth's face to get a better look. She held a pistol in her left hand. Her other arm was missing at the shoulder.<br/><br/>"This is Carth. We're working together. He's solid. Let us in?"<br/><br/>"Fine..." Zed said, turning and going further into her apartment. Beretta followed.<br/><br/>Like the rest of the complex, Zed's home was a veritable temple to digital technology. "We need some help with the encryption on this device," Beretta explained as they entered Zed's living room. Several other Ninjaz were on her couch, drinking and playing bootlegged videogames on a large flatscreen. They all had some sort of cybernetic enhancement or tech inspired tattoos.