Augments: Neural Pattern Grid

Weapons: Neural Disruptor, Plasma Gun

Items: N/A

Age: 40

Born with a rare photo-sensitive skin condition, Matei grew up a recluse in a dimly-lit world of dusty books and old stories. His debut neurval 'The Data Vampires', made him a small fortune upon its publication, but he spent much of it resecuring his privacy. Dogged by rumours of strange augmentations and questions about the real-life inspiration for his macabre works, he eventually faked his own death and retreated into the shadows.
When corporate forces overran his hometown in the first major offensive of the war, he emerged from hiding and offered his skills to the PEIA. Strapped for agents, the PEIA didn't ask too many questions about how a reclusive neurvelist would have attained such skills.

Draco's methods were certainly unconventional, and I took heat for recruiting him. But what my superiors failed to understand was that we were not fighting a conventional war, and we could not afford to limit ourselves to conventional tactics. The corporations had deeper pockets than we did, and were wholly unaccountable to the system of international justice.
I didn't have the luxury of restraint. I was charged with interdicting the enemy's security operations as efficiently as possible, and if bad things happened to a couple of their corpses along the way I make no apologies.
Some day I'll get around to that silly vampire book. Who has time to read nowadays, anyway?

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