“Can you open that window for me? The police have
Daddy’s prints on file.”
—Homer Simpson
Jenny Ellison is an Elven street samurai of great repute, having been running the shadows for fifteen years. In 2043, she married a human physical adept cat burglar named Chris Hanley; he took her last name. In 2045, they had a contraceptive failure, and decided to take some time off for family, and the better part of a year later, Jenny delivered a little girl they named Sarah.
Their running team coped with the whole mess fairly well; the decker found himself put upon for babysitting duty while the parents were out breaking the law, and took up providing puzzle games to keep Sarah occupied when he was in the Matrix. She always remembers to call him by his street name, Iconoclast, rather than “Uncle Kyose”, when in a shadowrunning context.
Sarah has never had formal schooling, but can run a tortoise deck quite well, is quite literate, and is very accustomed to looking things up for herself. She can break into computers and buildings equally well, and her deft fingers are particularly adept at picking mechanical and electronic locks; the team have had her loading clips and cleaning guns since she was five. While other children were getting bedtime stories, she was getting stories of her parent's run.
Her parents refuse to take her on runs where firefights are expected, but she has a lot of experience breaking into places as part of standard legwork, and is accomplished at the “I’m just a kid, mister!” act. Since they’ve had to explain the violent side of life to her, she believes that the world is an amazingly dangerous place and that people who want to get in the way of the Neo-Anarchist way of life are “bad people”, and she could lisp out “Information wants to be free!” before before she mastered “I’m a little teapot.”
By the age of thirteen, Sarah was able to regularly go on jobs that her parents agreed to, which were pretty much just breaking and entering jobs. She begged them to take her on other jobs, but they deemed them too dangerous. Each job they took Sarah on, they taught her a little more about how to survive in the shadows.
As the time passed, Sarah began to accompany her parents on the runs more and more often as she began to show more promise. She even began to make a small cut from the jobs that she went on. Slowly, but surely, she began to make a name for herself on the streets. Not just using her parents reps. With the money she earned on the runs, she got herself a little bit of cyberware. A set of cyber ears with hearing amplifiers and dampener for starters and eventually when, she was sixteen, she replaced her eyes for cyber ones, including thermographic and low-light vision as well as a flare compensation system.
When Sarah was seventeen, her life was changed forever. She lost both of her parents. She accompanied them on a run to infiltrate a local corp that was researching new designer weaponry for the government. They were sent in to retrieve blueprints for the weapon as well as the prototype, but things soon got real complicated, real quick. Before Sarah knew what happened, there were guards everywhere and they opened fired on them. She tried to fight back, but was over come with panic that she did the only thing she could think of…hide.
When the fire fight ended, Sarah's parents both lay dead in a pool of their own blood. She was in shock and alone. She spent the next year in and out of various shelters and foster homes. Until the day of her eighteenth birthday. With the money that was left from her parents, she left the UCAS and fled to Europe, hoping to start over. She spent her time, moving from place to place, living on what cred she could get from the things she did best. Steal. Eventually she found her way to Germany where she has been lying low the past few weeks, trying to get settled and hopefully find a place to call home.
