Editing Setting:InfiniCon/Lore (section)

==Esper==
''Anonymous''

It didn't take much to remain hidden among the crowds in the Tech. Angular, geometric lighted panels were mounted to nearly every wall in the downtown, giving the impression of a cityscape lifted from a sci-fi flick. Flashing adverts drew the eye away from himself as he stepped through the crowds.

He dressed like a normal person, given his surroundings. While it wasn't normal attire for a normal city, the trench coat, goggles, and LED-supplemented goggles gave the impression of a mad inventor, something commonplace in a district such as this. One could blend in by dressing normally in every district, given you know what was considered "normal" there. Walk down the street into another district and you could be seen as an outsider.

That's what Esper was: A master of disguise. This is not exactly the most useful of trades by itself, but combined with his fleet feet and arsenal of handy gizmos, he could get where he wanted without any trouble. That's what he needed to do tonight.

Sidestepping inconspicuously into the alleyway, Esper quietly strode to a worn, unmarked door, and put his hand directly in the middle of it. A holographic display lit up the shadowed alley, and after spinning circles and cybertechnic icons focused on his palm.

Three low tones pierced the ambient noise, and the display turned red. Access denied. As the holographic display faded back into the darkness, Esper took his phone out of his inner pocket. Unlike most citizens of Infinicon, this was a sleek, custom device which was a far cry from the cheap, second hand phones most non-techies used for texting and calling exclusively. Pointing his phone at the door, the holographic display appeared once again. With a couple swipes on the touchscreen, the icons and symbols moved quickly towards the center toward an outline of a palm which appeared on the display, and the display turned from a bright cyan to a lime green. Access granted. The door smoothly slid into the left of the frame, and Esper quietly strode in.

Inside was starkly different from the outside. Instead of the hyper-stimulating screens outside, grey walls created a scientific atmosphere which made Esper uncomfortable. Without the familiar glow and bustling crowds to blend into, he was out of place. Nevertheless, it was time to do what he was assigned.

Following vague signs on the walls, he navigated the empty hallways until he got to a single, iron door. This one was locked with a magnetic lock, as he was told, which would only unlock with powerful electromagnetic force when the correct numbers were entered into the keypad. It was a tricky system that most Infinicon businesses didn't use due to its expensive nature, but what was behind this door was obviously worth it.