![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
{ psl } for hackeo
[ With a flick of his wrist, Cassidy tosses his cigar into a nearby puddle formed by the recent downpour and tips the brim of his hat down a little more. He's sure if someone else from Overwatch was here they'd chastise him about polluting the Earth they're trying to save, but he thinks there are bigger problems at hand here. Intel says that Null Sector has secretly taken possession of a defunct Omnium to start up production of soldiers once more and all he needs to do is a little recon to see if that's true before he reports back. There had been a lot of back and forth about who should take on this dangerous mission and finally he'd had to pull his Blackwatch card to get things settled. He knows how to get in and out of a place with ease. He's got this.
Or at least he hopes he's got this. The locals don't seem too friendly and he's deep into an omnic neighborhood. If any of them happen to sympathize with Null Sector it could be lights out for him. So since it's after dark and unfamiliar territory he's doing the whole "drunk human took a wrong turn act" to throw them off and let them think he's not purposefully headed towards the Omnium. It takes several more streets before he finally finds a way up onto a nearby roof. From here he can scope out the factory and see if anything suspicious is taking place. If there are new troops being manufactured, then they could be unleashed at any time — probably starting with this city — so the sooner he finds out the truth, the better.
Cassidy hunkers down behind an air conditioning unit on the roof as he gazes out at the city at night. Little dots of light are sprinkled all over like stars and the sounds of car horns and foot traffic are nothing more than a dull hum up here. It's peaceful, if only for a moment, because he's suddenly aware that he's not alone. He can't see anyone, but he hears the distinct sound of hair brush against fabric. Not Null Sector, then, but who else would be up here at night? He takes a guess what side the person is coming from and rolls from one side of his cover to another as he takes his gun from its holster. ]
Evening.
[ He says it conversationally. Old Blackwatch tactic: always act like you're three steps ahead even if you're one behind. ]
Or at least he hopes he's got this. The locals don't seem too friendly and he's deep into an omnic neighborhood. If any of them happen to sympathize with Null Sector it could be lights out for him. So since it's after dark and unfamiliar territory he's doing the whole "drunk human took a wrong turn act" to throw them off and let them think he's not purposefully headed towards the Omnium. It takes several more streets before he finally finds a way up onto a nearby roof. From here he can scope out the factory and see if anything suspicious is taking place. If there are new troops being manufactured, then they could be unleashed at any time — probably starting with this city — so the sooner he finds out the truth, the better.
Cassidy hunkers down behind an air conditioning unit on the roof as he gazes out at the city at night. Little dots of light are sprinkled all over like stars and the sounds of car horns and foot traffic are nothing more than a dull hum up here. It's peaceful, if only for a moment, because he's suddenly aware that he's not alone. He can't see anyone, but he hears the distinct sound of hair brush against fabric. Not Null Sector, then, but who else would be up here at night? He takes a guess what side the person is coming from and rolls from one side of his cover to another as he takes his gun from its holster. ]
Evening.
[ He says it conversationally. Old Blackwatch tactic: always act like you're three steps ahead even if you're one behind. ]