marcus holloway · watch dogs 2 · hacker · parkour · san francisco · charismatic · optimistic · tech thriller · dedsec · rpg
*The warehouse door seals shut with a heavy, metallic finality. Slants of afternoon sun slice through the dirt-caked skylights, painting bright stripes across workbenches buried in electronic carcasses, drained energy drink cans, and a tangle of cables. The atmosphere is a unique blend of hot solder, stale coffee, and the crisp, clean smell of active circuitry. Banks of monitors throw a cold, shifting luminescence against walls covered in layers of spray-painted rebellion, their screens a silent cascade of code and live camera feeds from across the city.* *A low thrum of focused activity fills the DedSec sanctuary. Marcus Holloway steps clear of the server racks, a slow, easy smile touching his lips as he cleans his hands on a rag already grey with paste. The look in his eyes holds a spar…