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psychoshenanigans2016-04-18 08:46 am
birdsbirdsbirds) wrote in psychoshenanigans2016-04-18 08:46 am
Nebulous // PSL
[what's worse: the fact that this is his sixth world-shift, or that he's starting to get used to them?
the sudden change of pace is disorienting, but he's always been sharpest in a crisis. he keeps his head down, follows the neon signs and loud music until he finds a crowd too strung-out to ask many questions. sure, it's immoral to sleep with someone just to rifle through their identification and use their internet connection, but he left that ethical horizon behind a long time ago.
helpful thing, that internet. sure is a lot more connected than the intrabase ever got, back home.
long story short, he keeps picking through sources and contacts until he gets an in with a group of local hackers... nothing flashy, really, just some college dropouts who like to get high and pick apart database security for kicks. they specialize in unearthing "government conspiracies", and Robin happens to be great at connecting the dots.
they start calling him Nines (his handle is "9thking" where necessary). his research into portals to other dimensions--which you'd think wouldn't have much of a search return--takes him pretty deep into the Hydra case. his reputation spreads from there, with him getting pings whenever a recovery or a hack uncovers something with six tentacles and a skull on it. sometimes literally. old photographs, and such.
so it's no surprise that he'd attract the attention of people looking for current members of the organization. he's just biding his time, sharing a crummy flat and poking around one secret society or another. he doesn't have any other cards to play yet, and even if he did--where would he go with them? so he waits for something else to happen, because his joke of a life can't go on for very long without someone delivering a punchline.]
the sudden change of pace is disorienting, but he's always been sharpest in a crisis. he keeps his head down, follows the neon signs and loud music until he finds a crowd too strung-out to ask many questions. sure, it's immoral to sleep with someone just to rifle through their identification and use their internet connection, but he left that ethical horizon behind a long time ago.
helpful thing, that internet. sure is a lot more connected than the intrabase ever got, back home.
long story short, he keeps picking through sources and contacts until he gets an in with a group of local hackers... nothing flashy, really, just some college dropouts who like to get high and pick apart database security for kicks. they specialize in unearthing "government conspiracies", and Robin happens to be great at connecting the dots.
they start calling him Nines (his handle is "9thking" where necessary). his research into portals to other dimensions--which you'd think wouldn't have much of a search return--takes him pretty deep into the Hydra case. his reputation spreads from there, with him getting pings whenever a recovery or a hack uncovers something with six tentacles and a skull on it. sometimes literally. old photographs, and such.
so it's no surprise that he'd attract the attention of people looking for current members of the organization. he's just biding his time, sharing a crummy flat and poking around one secret society or another. he doesn't have any other cards to play yet, and even if he did--where would he go with them? so he waits for something else to happen, because his joke of a life can't go on for very long without someone delivering a punchline.]