Malrone Investigations - Revision history

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	==IC Information==		==IC Information==
	===Notable Associated Characters===		===Notable Associated Characters===
			[[Vincent Malrone]]<br>
			[[Marla Virelli]]

	===Matrix Search Table===		===Matrix Search Table===

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	But inside? It’s quiet. Too quiet. And that’s when the real trouble starts.		But inside? It’s quiet. Too quiet. And that’s when the real trouble starts.

	There’s always smoke in the air— [Vincent Malrone] sits behind the desk like a statue carved from bad choices, nursing a chipped mug of something brown and flammable. The cigarette between his fingers burns slow, ash spilling onto case files stained with time and old coffee. He barely looks up when you walk in—just enough to let you know he’s already sized you up and clocked the truth behind your story.		There’s always smoke in the air— [[Vincent Malrone]] sits behind the desk like a statue carved from bad choices, nursing a chipped mug of something brown and flammable. The cigarette between his fingers burns slow, ash spilling onto case files stained with time and old coffee. He barely looks up when you walk in—just enough to let you know he’s already sized you up and clocked the truth behind your story.

	Across the room, behind a cluttered desk buzzing with half-broken tech and AR overlays only she can see, [Marla Virelli] types with the precision of a street surgeon. Too sharp, too polished for the neighborhood—but right at home in the chaos. She greets you with a smile that’s practiced, professional, and just unreadable enough to make you wonder who’s really in charge here.		Across the room, behind a cluttered desk buzzing with half-broken tech and AR overlays only she can see, [[Marla Virelli]] types with the precision of a street surgeon. Too sharp, too polished for the neighborhood—but right at home in the chaos. She greets you with a smile that’s practiced, professional, and just unreadable enough to make you wonder who’s really in charge here.

	You come to Malrone Investigations when the system’s too slow, the cops don’t care, and you’ve run out of safer options.		You come to Malrone Investigations when the system’s too slow, the cops don’t care, and you’ve run out of safer options.

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	==Description==		==Description==
	Tucked into the upper floor of a half-collapsed pre-Crash tenement where Tacoma blurs into the scorched concrete scars of Puyallup, Malrone Investigations clings to the edge of relevance like mold on synth-wood paneling.		Tucked into the upper floor of a half-collapsed pre-Crash tenement where Tacoma blurs into the scorched concrete scars of Puyallup, Malrone Investigations clings to the edge of relevance like mold on synth-wood paneling. The building itself leans—just enough to make you wonder if it’s the wind or the structure giving up. The stairwell smells of stale soykaf, mildew, and something burnt weeks ago. A flickering mag-strip sign buzzes above the door, half the letters dead, spelling “PRIVATE–N–ST–GATIONS.”

	~~The building itself leans—just~~ enough to ~~make~~ you ~~wonder if it’s~~ the ~~wind or~~ the ~~structure giving up~~. The ~~stairwell smells of stale soykaf, mildew~~, and ~~something burnt weeks ago~~. ~~A flickering mag-strip sign buzzes above the door, half~~ the ~~letters dead, spelling “PRIVATE–N–ST–GATIONS~~.”		Out the dirty window, you can just make out the fractured skyline—Tacoma’s industrial stacks bleeding into Puyallup’s gang-run chaos. Drones buzz by like flies, and gunshots echo now and then, just enough to remind you what kind of place this is.

			But inside? It’s quiet. Too quiet. And that’s when the real trouble starts.

			There’s always smoke in the air— [Vincent Malrone] sits behind the desk like a statue carved from bad choices, nursing a chipped mug of something brown and flammable. The cigarette between his fingers burns slow, ash spilling onto case files stained with time and old coffee. He barely looks up when you walk in—just enough to let you know he’s already sized you up and clocked the truth behind your story.

	~~Inside, the air is thick with secondhand smoke, old secrets, and something that might be desperation. Venetian blinds slash~~ the room ~~with light from buzzing neon outside~~, ~~casting long shadows across~~ a desk ~~cluttered~~ with ~~real paper, obsolete credsticks, and~~ half-~~drunk bottles~~ of ~~something strong~~. ~~A cracked AR screen flickers on~~ the ~~wall~~, ~~mostly static~~, ~~except when Marla kicks it~~.		Across the room, behind a cluttered desk buzzing with half-broken tech and AR overlays only she can see, [Marla Virelli] types with the precision of a street surgeon. Too sharp, too polished for the neighborhood—but right at home in the chaos. She greets you with a smile that’s practiced, professional, and just unreadable enough to make you wonder who’s really in charge here.

	~~Out~~ the ~~dirty window~~, ~~you can just make out~~ the ~~fractured skyline—Tacoma’s industrial stacks bleeding into Puyallup’s gang-run chaos. Drones buzz by like flies~~, and ~~gunshots echo now and then, just enough to remind you what kind~~ of ~~place this is~~.		You come to Malrone Investigations when the system’s too slow, the cops don’t care, and you’ve run out of safer options.
			They don’t promise answers.

	But ~~inside? It’s quiet. Too quiet. And that’s when the real trouble starts~~.		But they don’t stop until they find them.

	==Distinctive Features==		==Distinctive Features==

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