Etoile stood on the ramp as it lowered, slowly, to reveal a vast body of water below her.  The arcology was on a bay, and significant cliffs jutting out of the water gave perfect visual cover for what she was about to do.  The white breakers showed heavy waves, and the smell of the sea shot up into her nostrils even as the air was torn through.  When the moment came, a horrible something welled up in her stomach as she plummeted and a hard<em>smack </em>came as she hit the wave, acutely aware of how dead she would be without the suit to disperse the impact.<br/><br/>Still, she'd pulled it all off perfectly, and the<em>Zephyr </em>was in the air for a rapid exfil.<br/><br/>A short, waterlogged swim through the waves later, she was on the shore and<em>dripping </em>wet.  She'd come up on a public beach, and it was teeming with people.<br/><br/>Young, beautiful, many probably high.  They were enjoying the sun, and several remarked upon her presence with a raise of the brow and a turn of a 3D recorder to remark.  It was inevitable there'd be some footage, the country was teeming and the arcology that towered before her was<em>massive</em>.<br/><br/>Entry was uninhibited, as there were significant shopping, service, and other amenities on offer throughout the complex for anyone with the credits.  Some of the pricey businesses would require a Credit Check, but she was going to one of the lower-rent apartments to nab the hacker, so it was no real concern.  A short walk later she could be off the sands, onto the road, and a quarter-mile she needed to be at the northern lobby-entrance of the arcology.<br/><br/>Vast networks of tubular elevators offered to take her anywhere she wanted to go.<br/><br/>A maintenance crew using a drone to shore up something down a side hallway acted as a casual reminder she might also<strong>Sneak </strong>into the maintenance elevator, though she'd need a key card or some quick Hacking to get it to take her where she wanted to go--there were no cameras there, and they were far less crowded, meaning less time to leave.<br/><br/>Otherwise, nothing was keeping her from simply<strong>ascending to the apartment level of the hacker</strong>.<br/><br/><strong>Please make a <em>Trapsense +1 die</em>roll</strong>.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Etoile</div><div class="spoiler_body"><div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/hKb9Ano.jpg)</div><br/>Name: Lucille Sinclaire i.e. Bounty Huntress 'Etoile'<br/>Age: 23<br/><br/><strong>Perception: 3/4</strong> <br/>(fuse): 0<br/><br/>Piloting:  2<br/>Shooting:  3<br/>Hacking:  1<br/>Trapsense:  1<br/><br/><strong>Physique: 2/2</strong><br/>(alien seed): 0<br/><br/>Melee:  2<br/>Slutcraft/Sneak:  1<br/>Sex:  2<br/>Resistance:  2<br/><br/><strong>Charisma: 3/3</strong><br/>(corruption): 0<br/><br/>Diplomacy:  2<br/>Seduction:  3<br/>Bullshit:  1<br/>Willpower:  1<br/><br/>Shield: 2/2<br/>Suit: 4/4<br/><br/><strong>STARTER SHIP:</strong><br/><br/><strong>ISS Zephyr</strong><br/>Speed: 1<br/>Shields: 2/2<br/>Firepower: 1, +0</div></div>