A phantom and shrinking violet
Name: Amari Adams
Runner Name: 1412, or ’12
Height: 5’6” (1.7 meters)
Weight: 120 lbs (55 kg)
Eye: Cyber eyes
Skills: Blades 1, Computer 3, Cybertechnology 1, Data Search 1, Escape Artist 2, First Aid 3, Forgery 4, Hardware 1, Infiltration 4, Longarms (Sniper rifle) 3, Medicine 1, Palming 4, Shadowing 4, Software 1
Positive Qualities: College Education, Speed Reading, Photographic Memory, Erased, Escaped Clone
Negative Qualities: Weak Immune System
Contacts: Kayla Adams, chief librarian of the Seattle Public Library
The Runner 1412
Her knack for disguise and infiltration paired with a photographic memory make her an asset to heist operations. Drawing from observation, she can mimic the mannerisms of others in order to create more seamless disguises. After operations, she vanishes without a trace and is rumored to pocket small trophies from memorable operations.
Amari’s memories begin at age 19, when she was taken in by Kayla Adams, a middle-aged librarian who set her up with a name and a past. Adams’ daughter Amari had vanished some time ago, so “Amari” was set up with paperwork that states she is the missing Amari Adams—that the two were reunited at last.
A private DNA test was conducted in an attempt to discover her origins, and when it registered as the deceased Jennifer Faraday it only served to confuse them further. Amari knows she has Faraday’s DNA and often assumes she’s a clone, but doesn’t know much more and shies away from digging deeper because she has anxiety about her identity.
Amari has spent the past 6 years studying everything she can get her hands on in order to make up for lost time. For much of this time she was haunted by a specter that would manifest in her reflection. A copy of herself, staring back at her with wide, lifeless eyes. Her paranoia was augmented by the knowledge that she shares DNA with Jennifer Faraday, and she became convinced that Faraday was haunting her. After many attempts to break mirrors and other reflective surfaces proved ineffective, she had a breakdown in which she attempted to cut out her own eyes, and damaged them beyond repair.
After cybernetic surgery and psychiatric rehabilitation, she has continued her work at the library, and if asked about the scars around her eyes, will claim that she was attacked by a stalker who removed them in order to sell them on the black market. This effectively stops people from pressing further. The specter has not appeared since.
Amari still struggles with issues of identity and personality, and has taken to Running as an outlet for her desire to become someone else. By gaining a reputation, she hopes to cement herself as an individual with sought-after abilities and strengths. She’s a bit of a pack rat, keeping tokens from various jobs in order to have physical representations of her exploits and influence over the world, however small.
Jana, professional neighborhood gossip
“She’s the daughter of Kayla Adams—the chairwoman of the library association. Apparently she vanished when she was in her early teens. Kayla was devastated—it’s common knowledge that missing persons who don’t reappear within the month are probably dead, or worse. But by some miracle Amari turned up again a few years later, when she was 19. I remember her being in such a fog that Kayla kept her home for weeks at a time, recovering from whatever she’d been through. I don’t know what she was like before—Kayla moved to this location after she’d already disappeared—but she’s a nice girl. Quiet, reserved, but very bright. She remembers my card number and pulls up my account before I’ve even taken out my commlink! Kayla fancies her as a successor, and I think she’d do an outstanding job.”
“The scars… I don’t like to talk about them. I don’t know why she hasn’t had them removed, now that she has those implants. Kayla… told me as soon as I got hired a couple years ago, so I wouldn’t try to bring it up with Amari when we were working together. Awful stuff. Kayla says she was attacked by a harvester who’d been ey—coveting them. …They must have been beautiful.”
“So last March my apartment was being cleared of radroaches (again) and I’d been staying at a dumpy hotel nearby while they took care of it. When I complained about it at work, Amari offered to let me stay on her couch until I could go back. I didn’t want to impose—she always looks like she’s about to cry, but that might just be the eyes… Anyway, I ended up taking her up on it and stayed at her place for a day or two. It was as immaculate as I expected—tasteful, simple furniture, not a lot of flair. She does have a bunch of cute little anime guys in capes on a shelf, though. The bathroom felt small though, and I realized it was because there wasn’t a mirror. Without thinking, I told her she should get one to open up the space a bit, and in this quiet, mortified little voice, she said, ‘I don’t like mirrors.’ Ugh, so of course I felt like an asshole for the rest of the night. Poor thing.”
Pleasant, mild-mannered, calm and collected… Why the hell is she a runner? She is hiding something. But every runner does. Very good at both going unseen and impersonation. Useful.