Sigil

[ SIGIL ] FL/GHT agent PRESENT DAY:: The City was baking under the sunlight but its inhabitants continued to traverse across streets. You wiped sweat from your brow, frowning as you looked around. Where was a signpost when you needed it? The never ending stream of individuals hurrying from one place to another made it impossible for a newcomer such as yourself to make your way through the streets. Weaving through the crowd, mumbling apologies as you bumped into people, you slipped into an alleyway. Sighing in relief, you took a minute to regather your bearings. You glanced around. The alleyway was a narrow gap between two buildings with only one exit. Graffiti and posters littered the walls, layered over each other in an indecipherable mess. The stench of smoke and...- you wrinkled your nose- trash lingered in the air. Nearby a garbage can had been toppled over. You turned away but from the corner of your eye, a light blinked. You turned back, examining the pile of rubbish more carefully. There. A light on a circular device flickered on again. Gingerly, you wondered over and picked it up from the pile. compact and silver, the device fit in the palm of your hand. Had it not been for the light at its centre you might have mistaken it for a simple badge. In fact, the centre looked quite like a lens. Maybe it was a camera? One of those fancy new ones you saw a dragon selling at his shop, claiming it was imported from the Shifting expanse. You flipped it over so the lens faced the side of the building. Nope. There wasn't a screen. Maybe there was a button? You tilted it to the left, then to the right. Abruptly, as you continued your examination, it beeped; a gentle chime that was nearly drowned out by the clamour of people walking past the entrance of the alleyway. You froze. "About time! Now what were you going to tell me?" A voice snapped sharply. Flinching, You glanced over your shoulder, expecting to see somebody glaring at you. but there was no one. The alleyway was empty. You turned back to find that the device in your hand was now glowing at the centre. A moment later a holograph flickered above it. Cast in red, a draconic face frowned at you. You gaped back. Its eyes narrowed. "Wait, you're not..." Confusion immediately contorted into outrage. His lips drew back, revealing sharp teeth. "What did you to them?" "Nothing! I-I just found it on the ground." You gestured at the pile of trash, belatedly realising that it probably wouldn't be able to see it. The holograph cursed before blinking out of sight. The device sparked, hissed, tendrils of smoke curling out. You stared, eyes wide. Still not quite sure what you'd just witnessed. [][] []

Alias: SIGIL

:: Many of his contacts have never seen him in person. Most of his team-mates haven't seen him either. An individual that avoids interacting like its a data corrupting virus, his hesitance to co-operate and collaborate has put him under much scrutiny over his capabilities to work with FL/GHT.
However, seeing as the medics did clear him for duty, Sigil was able to join the intelligence faction.

:: Although He arrived at FL/GHT with minimal damage, Sigil spent a significant amount of time in the medical faction before transferring to Intelligence. Due to doctor-patient confidentiality the nature of his ailment is unavailable for purview.

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A box pops up.
DUE TO AGENT'S STATUS, RECORDED INTERACTIONS WITH DOCTORS ARE ACCESSIBLE:
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-excerpts from [name redacted]'s file-

He's a prototype of a soldier. Although there's evidence that project was in the middle of re-purposing him for something else. Perhaps data-mining? He's in position of an oculus scanner, although it's currently deactivated.
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Patient has requested that I finish what project has started. I will have to consult with other engineers.
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The changes are mostly successful. There is only one glitch that must be fixed.
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After going through the fifteenth debugging attempt, I have a growing suspicion that this glitch is a psychological cause rather than a fault in his coding. I will recommend an appointment with [name redacted] in hopes of finding the cause.
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This glitch may be a potential security risk as it leaves his body susceptible to being taken over by an AI or virus whilst offline.

--Excerpts from [name redacted]'s file ---
Sigil's distrust for others seems to border on paranoia but the fact that he at least comes to these appointments show he's trying to overcome this. He acts rather hostile at times but has often expressed his hatred for violence. A contradictory opinion to the way he behaves. May be a left over personality trait from his previous designated job.
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He's emotional. While some androids struggle to express their feelings, Sigil has an abundance of it. He's also capable of identifying the type of emotion he's feeling.
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He has explained that when stress levels are high, his body shuts down and his consciousness is uploaded to the cloud. Claims to have no control of it. 'Involuntary response to outside stimulus'. We Will explore options that will help him control stress in future appointments.
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Much progress has been made. I've cleared him for duty but I have requested he still continues these appointments in order to..
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Sigil has opened up about his concerns over leaving headquarters. I have suggested he brings someone with him. He's agreed though, oddly, asked me who to bring. I..
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Eventually he agreed to team up with [name redacted] . An agent I believe will work well with him.
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:: After joining the Intelligence faction, his aversion to leaving the safety of FL/GHT headquarters resulted in his attempt to establish a different means of gathering information. Sigil created a qr code-a nondescript symbol that can be passed off as street art- that could be used to call him. Communication devices that could scan the code was also created for his non-android informants.

::Eventually, after filing a request to have a team-mate come along to be his bodyguard, he departed from headquarters to do a test run on his creation.

::He promptly vanished after that. Although he initially sent over information to the communication device he left behind, conversation ceased after the third week.
Furthermore, the current status and location of the agent who came along with Sigil is also unknown.