Recent content by Charlemagne

Gig Name: Ghost In The Code Type of Gig: Retrieval / Cyber Heist Client: Discrete Corpo Client Details: "Got a client out in North Oak, some corpo with more money than common sense. Seems he lost something valuable—a prototype AI shard. Not just any AI, either. This thing's supposed to be a...

Charlemagne watched Benedict with the calm detachment of a man who had heard a thousand pitches before and expected to hear a thousand more. The Englishman spoke well, painted a compelling picture, one of squandered potential, of blind men mistaking shadows for thrones. And more importantly, he...

Charlemagne regarded the open case with a quiet intensity, his fingers drumming a slow rhythm against the table’s surface. The Afterlife’s dim glow cast sharp shadows over his angular features, his gaze unreadable as it flicked between the shard and Benedict’s masked expression. He didn’t reach...

Charlemagne took a slow sip of his whiskey, savoring the burn before exhaling a ribbon of cigar smoke toward the ceiling. His gaze, sharp and discerning, flicked between Benedict and Twigg, weighing them like a butcher eyeing a questionable cut of meat. "Friendship," he mused, rolling the word...

Charlemagne leaned back in the booth, a crystal glass of bourbon in one hand, a lit cigar in the other. The smoke curled lazily around his head, mixing with the dim neon haze of the Afterlife. Behind his amber-shaded gaze, he watched Benedict and Twigg approach, his expression unreadable but...

CLICK HERE-- The back corner of the Afterlife was bathed in a soft, amber glow, matching the tint of Charlemagne's ever-present shades. He sat reclined in the plush booth, one arm draped casually over the backrest, the other lifting a glass of top-shelf bourbon to his lips. The drink's deep...