NADIRRenton, 3:17 am
Calvin pumped his fists into the air, silently exuberant. Whatever yelp of triumph he wanted to utter disintegrated into a long yawn, ending with the crackling of his jaws. Bleary eyed, he began stretching to loosen the muscles that were now starting to protest from inactivity.
Above, a twisting holo-image hovered, full of streaks, waves, and flowing shapes of all sorts. It was called a "map" in the parlance of the Explorers (a subsect of the Chaos Magic movement): the map was a visual representation of a spell's astral signature, though not quite so literally drawn. It was as if an expressionist cartographer wanted to capture an ever-changing seascape and all the islands, and the tidal patterns, and also if maybe sometimes if it was a sea of cats instead of water.
Maddening to any non-Awakened person and only mildly disconcerting for those who studied spell formulae. It was more art than math, where the purpose was to chart a course to understand the seas rather than master the waves themselves, often yielding easier results.
Ohh sweet merciful crap! Finally! Calvin beamed to himself.
I can now shoot lasers from my eyes!7:44 am
His cheap commlink's buzzing was fully accompanied by the rather brusque drawing of the curtains. It was a bargain buy at only twelve nuyen, but now it left him blinded by sunlight when it wasn't raining. And thankfully, it was.
Four hours wasn't enough, but the day had to begin. He still had a Warding job to do at ten, and that plus the nap he'd need afterwards, would take up his early afternoon.
Oddly, it felt as if a whole day had passed in the intervening four hours. He'll begin the day as he always does with a physical stretching regimen and light cardio, probably jumping jacks again, and some Krav Maga drills. Then, shower and breakfast with a holopuzzle to sharpen the mind. Then finally, a quick magical "stretch" of mana shaping and astral watching.
He always began the day perfecting his control of his mind and body in a vain attempt to control the day itself.
Calvin Morris is living openly under that name, as a registered SINner. He lives in an apartment complex in the not-quite-as-nice area of Renton with a business license as an "Magical Security Consultant". His day job is creating Force 3 or lower Wards for local Renton businesses. Usually small offices who want a magical safety blanket from other competitors.
His apartment is spacious but not close to luxurious. He'll step out in business casual clothing, a blazer over a clean boring business blue shirt and khakis.
Equipment:
Business Casual Clothes
Form-Fitting Body Armour
Ares Predator IV (Skinlinked, Silencer, Melee Hardening, Personalized Grip) in a Concealable Holster
Ammo: Stick-n-Shock (Loaded), Ex-Ex (Spare Clip with holster)
Defiance EX Shocker (Strapped on belt, not hidden)
Electronics
Meta Link with Vector Xim (Real) - SIN: Calvin Morris (Legit), Business License (Legit, Magical Security Consultant), Fake License 4 (Ares Predator IV, Concealed Carry, Foci). Carried in coat pocket. Skinlink option.
Novatech Airwave with Iris Orb (PAN) - No SIN, coordinates all skinlinked equipment. Strapped to body above left ankle. Does not broadcast, ever.
Novatech Airwave with Iris Orb (Comm) - No SIN, Private mode. Placed in body armour flap at small of back, directly against skin. Used to access the Matrix and for shadow communications. Skinlinked.
Contact Lenses (Smartlink, Imagelink, Flare Compensation) - Subscribed to all three commlinks.
Earbuds (Audio Enhancement 3, Select Sound Filter) - Subscribed to PAN and Comm.
Microsensor (Disguised as a button on jacket. Directional Microphone) - Crime of opportunity tool in case Calvin is allowed to work near a boardroom and so on.
Trodes - Real commlink
Nanopaste Trodes - Transparent, for PAN and Comm.
Sustaining Focus (2) - Health, adhesively attached just above small of back.
Will post my full character sheet later. Sorry to join in this late and to be obsessive about the gear.