You've been around enough shady situations or suspicious people to have picked up some basic understanding of espionage and subterfuge. Maybe you grew up in an environment where being observant and discrete was important, or you just naturally developed a talent for noticing things others miss.
You're not some master infiltrator with years of training, but you know enough about being sneaky and gathering information to get by. Whether through necessity or curiosity, you've absorbed some knowledge about how spies and intelligence gathering work.
Choose one of the following skill boons.
A specialized suit designed for stealth operations. It features adaptive camouflage that adjusts to surroundings, sound dampening, and hidden pockets for spy equipment.
A handheld device that can crack codes, decrypt messages, and access secured systems. Starts with basic decryption but can be upgraded for more sophisticated security systems.
A comprehensive kit containing cosmetics, prosthetics, and holographic projection technology for creating convincing disguises and alternate identities.
The courier's story checked out; ID matched, cargo codes valid. But his boots were wrong. Station-standard mag-soles on a man who claimed to be a ground-side courier. You don't wear mag-boots planetside. The courier was running forged manifests. The boots told you. Everything else lied.
The ventilation ducts on Kovac Station are sixty centimetres wide, unlit, and patrolled by maintenance drones on an eighteen-minute cycle. You know this because you've mapped every duct, access point, and blind spot. You move quietly not because you're trying to, but because volume is a resource you've learned to spend only when it's worth spending.
Three identities in one evening on Meridian Station: dock worker, corporate analyst, off-duty security. None of them were you. All of them were convincing. The trick isn't acting; it's listening. Every social group has a frequency. Match it, and you disappear into the noise.
Everyone has a price, and it's rarely money. The dock supervisor wants overtime approved. The bartender wants to know who's stealing tips. Small wants, easily fulfilled, and in exchange: small information, freely given. You don't buy intelligence. You trade in favours.