Started out just as a concept sketch. Then I wanted to play around with Rim lighting. And the backstory just kind of came along the way while I was trying to figure out how to do the repeating image thing.
Director Stein: Alright Rookies, pop quiz, Can anyone tell me who this is?
Agent Chawsin: Woah, Is that Sen Sable? How did you get a pic this clear? Misc Agents: (Low laughter) Agent Frawn: Please, everyone knows Sable's a old agency conspiracy myth. Agent Dawkins: Only amateurs think that. She's real. My old man got photo of her in the 80s. Back before we started making everything wireless. Said he caught her and Jet arguing with bigfoots. Pics blurry as fuck but you can make out her fur pattern.
Stein: Agent Chaws and Agent Dawkins are correct. She's a world class hacker who has had her finger in every major technological advancement since the 80s. On top of that she's working off of advanced Xeno-class tech thats still decades ahead of everyone else. A by-product of her arrangement made with the more... Supernatural organizations of the world.
Chawsin: Like the Barons.
Stein: We managed to convince them that some paranormal issues were too "mortal" for their specific involvement. From that the The Bureau of Paranormal Affairs and it subdivisions were born. Leaving us, the regular folks, to deal with the mad scientist, aliens, and mutants.
Chawsin: Um, actually, It was found that 83% of documented enhanced individuals found the term "evolved" less alienating. Er, sir. Frawn: Sir, checking through our files I found some redacted reports of a ceasefire deal. Going off context I assuming it had to do with Sen and multiple agencies. Including ours. Why are we being briefed on her? Dawkins: And to restates Chawsin earlier question, how did we get a good pic of her? From what I've heard anything that takes a picture of her autodeletes. Did she slip up?
Stein: As I'm hoping you all remember to do, a few of my agents keep analog equipment on hand. What you see is a photo of a screen I managed to get off before she deleted the footage. Prior she had taken a trip down to our server room, disabled our defenses, copied every bit of information we had on anything, then streamed this to various agencies worldwide.
Frawn: Why would someone that secretive do that?
Stein: To show off and scare who else may have been watching. Sen and Jet were framed years ago. Their son Jet eventually assisted them in clearing their names. But whoever framed them is still in the wind. Unfortunately during a brief moment of rest Sen let her guard down. Her injuries from an attack resulted in the loss of her arm and right eye. Accelerating her to what we've been calling the Singularity Scenario. Sen Sable-King has become her transformation into a cybernetic organism.
Frawn: Okay, that explains our involvement. But so far all I can say is, good for her.
Stein: She is a highly trained killer cyborg. Hunting down something with political pull to manipulate agencies on an international level. With enough capital to bribe officials worldwide.
Frawn: Good... For her?
Stein: I'm sure you've all read the dossier on her son Rockwell Kingson? She is where he got his love of developing overpowered and dangerous tech. See that gun? She built it out of the first alien wreak we found. I've seen her take out a fortified wall just to make a point. With Jet now focused on his medical career, she has no one holding her back.
Dawkins: You want us to stop the old cyborg lady from wrecking shit. Got it.
Stein: I need people to assist her in handling the issue as subtly as possible. If she goes out their stepping on toes of political powerhouses she'll end up on the run again. Normally this would require experienced agents but there is a lot of animosity left btween her and the agents. Which leaves me with all of you. So, room of 20, I need at least 3 of you. Any volunteers before I start picking randomly.
Chawins: I'm in. Dawkins: Me Too. Stein: Anyone else? No... Agent Frawn? Frawn: Fuck. Why the hell not. When do we start?
Intercom: Hey, yeah can I get uh fuckin uuuuuhhhhhhhh, three rookies. Cute. Hold the stupid. Stein: She's waiting down in the lobby. I'd hurry.
