<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/RK9d9kH.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong><em>Evelyn Grant, aka, Evie</em><br/><strong>Date | Location:</strong><em>Late Evening  | AEC Security Safe House, Basement, Data Vault</em><br/><strong>Wearing | Carrying:</strong><em>Mark III combat armor, heavy revolver, assault rifle</em><br/><strong>Tagging:</strong><em>Kiyo and Naomi (if she can hear me)</em><br/><strong>Warning:</strong><em>N/A</em><hr/><br/>Retrieval op—the first question Evie asked was, “Bio, tech, or info?” It mattered, whether you were stealing a person, thing, or string of code. In this case, it’s data. AEC is corpo security, they provide body-men to protect the richest of the rich, but who knows what secrets about the elite they have on their servers? Someone must know, because they’re paying for the Jacks to retrieve it.<br/><br/>AEC is no joke. They hire former and sometimes even current military. Evie worked that world once, she even took an AEC paycheck once or twice.<br/><br/>She agrees when it gets comm’d in.<em>Six is weird.</em>Not SOP at all. She says as much to Kiyo: “Something’s up, might not be a typical team.”<br/><br/>Naomi is here in person, they needed her; AEC data-banks are air-gapped and neither Evie nor Kiyo had the specialization to figure out which mainframe they were even looking for. Naomi’s currently on her knees in the data vault, plugged into the server she IDed as their target. She’s fighting her way through whatever firewall they have.<br/><br/>Evie tries the comm: “We’re in the vault. Contingency Tango.” She hits her detonator.<br/><br/>A small explosion goes off three floors up, on the armory door. If those six agents don’t know exactly who they’re looking for, they’re likely to assume the break-in is hitting the armory, not the data vault. AEC munitions are valuable on the black market, pointing toward a smash-and-grab by local gangs. The explosion is on the armory door, so they’ll have to breach and clear it before they can think to check the basement, where the data vault is located.<br/><br/>“Three minutes, thirty seconds for them to clear the armory, if they take the bait,” Evie says to Kiyo. “Any longer than that, and we’re fighting our way out.” She glances at Naomi, not sure if in her current state she can even hear them.<br/>