u/LatinLust619

(Starter): Night City: 2075
Markus had been walking down an alley, smoking a cigar as he carried his dependable AR he often used. His eyes glew a bright but dim red as he spoke to the head of his crew. After hanging up, he exhaled the smoke and felt his nerves drop.
The task was simple, do anything it took to steal her data shard, then head back.

He would stop and lean against the wall, taking another slow inhale and exhale of his cigarette. Running a hand through his wavy and slightly shaggy hair, he breathed out and dropped the drug, squishing it lightly with his shoe..
“All I gotta do is just steal some head-chip from this girl and this’ll all be over.. Can’t be too bad, she doesn’t sound like the other gigs I had.”

He would check his messages in his neural-link, seeing that a message from his boss had been sent, describing what she looks like. He would close the tab and get back on staying on guard.
“Got it.. just look for someone with poor fashion..”