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[color=f7941d][b][h1][center]Magdalene “Maggie” Harwood[/center] [/h1][/b][/color]

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Maggie woke up to the blaring sound of her alarm, Smacking the snooze button of her radio. Rolling over her bed, running her hand through her hair. “[color=f7941d]What time is it?[/color]” Checking the time, it was late evening. “[color=f7941d]Perfect time to get to work.[/color]”Slowly rolling out of bed started to get dressed. Turning on the TV so she could hear the detes on what is going on. Hearing a women being murdered on the street. Or local gangs that are killing each other for territory. “[color=f7941d]Same old story, guess I gotta see what’s really going on.[/color]” After Maggie got dressed, she made her way to the kitchen to make some breakfast. Making a bowl of cereal and a cup of coffee. 

Heading towards her computer, this deck was bought with the money she robbed from corporations. There were many monitors, computer towers, and other accessories to help her surf the web. Logging on, and while waiting she took a couple of spoonfuls of her cereal. Checking the Black Sun’s message board, reply to any messages she may have missed. Responding to an email from “Khorne” about a job for a hack job, The job sounded pretty decent but the money didn’t seem that good. Responding to another email from someone named “Prometheus” His offer seemed more enticing than Khorne’s offer. This person wants her and another hacker to help with breaking into a  Biotechnica lab to steal some incriminating info. “[color=f7941d]Sounds dangerous, but the pay looks pretty good.[/color]” The pay for this job would be 8,000 [color=fff200][b]€$[/b][/color], which would be more than enough for her to get the parts so she could fix her bot. Being given the instructions of where to meet for the deets, she quickly finished her breakfast and coffee.  

After logging off her computer, she left her apartment and towards the garage. Getting into her van and driving off to the meeting spot. She is supposed to meet Mr.Who at the Bada Bing. Trying to keep her temper while driving on crowded roads. Listening to her favourite rock station, which is 96.1 Ritual FM. Parking her car, taking a moment to make sure her jalopy was locked and would not be stolen. Ignoring the catcalls from some Valentinos. Walking through the front door and towards the bar. “[color=f7941d]Hi, can I get a whiskey chaser.[/color]” Looking around the club for her contact. From what she was told in the email, she is looking for an Asian male wearing a black suit and a blue and grey bowtie.