Zachery Armistice

Backstory

By day the sleek geek, Zack, works the grindstone at D.E.V.I.L.s Communications Technology Office, downtown. Here he serves 'the man' his most basic needs, electricity and information, from the bowels of the building he services the systems and software of the company's infrastructure, its a living, just about, but it gives him an in... Long nine to fives culminate each day in two hours gym to unwind, boxing mostly, but occasionally MMA and wrestling. It is at home in the evenings that Zack really comes alive.

Several years ago, Zack, known only as ZARM among the annals of the internet, was approached, avatar to avatar, in one of the shadier Full Dive Hubs in cyberspace... The movement needed warm bodies, and warm bodies is exactly what Zack provided, acting therein as a filter for A.N.G.E.L.S. in the system, Zack became a go to for clandestine cooperation... the contact for whistleblowers and defectors.

It is this way that Zack, as the eponymous ZARM, handyman and I.T. nerd extraordinaire met a fellow whom he knew only as Cooper, an elusive agent from deep within D.E.V.I.L., Zack's prime contact for insider info, his whistleblower. Exchanging information through dead drop and encoded email, they found themselves destined to meet, face to face.


Description

Of Russian Chinese decent, second generation, Zack's features are sharp and angular, by some miracle of genetics bearing his grandmother's crystal blue eyes, with jet black hair down to his shoulders, usually held into a ponytail, and immaculate facial hair, emphasising the only parts he is actually capable of growing... his goatee. Since his features stopped changing he has been the product of the new cyber age, behind his ear is a Datajack complete with optical reader and input scanner, he can often be seen jacked directly into his terminal at work or at home, cable fed from skull to computer, either controlled by rapid eye movement when present in the room or full diving when scouring the net in person... or when playing MMOs.
Dressed to suit the cyber age, Zack wears a full length leather coat replete with pockets, never leaving home without phone in one pocket, loaded with illicit software, and his trusty flick knife, essential as an electrician and as an alley dweller. Usually clad in black jeans or leather trousers his vast array of black t-shirts bear myriad logo's of memes or tech jokes. Sturdy black boots, army surplus approved, complete the ensemble.
Never usually seen without his trusty backpack, made to order, it is perfectly sized for his frame, within it is always his laptop in its protective case as well as often tools and, just in case, a small emergency med kit, being a boxer and his department's first aider, it comes as second nature.