<div class="floatleft">(http://img2.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20111124100236/tekken/en/images/7/7d/Raven_Watching.jpg)</div><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><strong>Name:</strong>Moses Price<br/><strong>Location:</strong>47 Denverton Lane<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Open<br/><hr/><br/>Ever since joining Black Box, Moses had done some<em>bad</em>things in the name of his country, the greater good, whatever reason people attached to it. And as bad as it was, a majority of the things he did were necessary evils. Some felt more than that, but he didn't really have room to question. Just followed orders when they were given directly(which was rare); accept or deny the missions that showed up on his logs...or really just do his own thing as long as he provided results.<br/><br/>Complete operational freedom. Now a lot of people might lose sleep over the things he'd done since becoming a Shadow Operative. But he was making his family proud. His life had been saved. And he was doing good. Why would he have a problem? Today had been like many others so far, and after accepting his mission, he was on his way. As for the mission itself; it was rather simple.<br/><br/>A suspected rebel cell had been discovered by an informant. His mission was to confirm if it existed or not, and if it did, he could either eliminate them now, or try to find out some more intel that could possibly lead to bigger arrests in the future. Operational freedom definitely had it's perks. Moses' car (http://klingpost.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/08/futuristic-car-concept-10.png) weaved through traffic on the highway, his augments allowing him to easily control it at high speeds and react to the flow of traffic without problem.<br/><br/>After a bit of a drive, he parked across the street from a Cybercafe. 47 Denverton Lane. It was supposed to be here; so that meant they cybercafe was a front. Getting out, he looked at the place. It seemed pretty unassuming, which is why it was more than likely perfect to hide a rebel cell. Making sure no one was watching, he engaged his cloak and vanished from sight, then he made his way toward the entrance.<br/>