Version 1 of Aegis Hygeia
-[]Uncommon
Now was not the time to cut corners when it came to your own protection. You were stepping into a place where uncertainty loomed over every shadow, where every alleyway and abandoned structure could hide a threat you weren't prepared for. You didn't know exactly what you were walking into—only that it was dangerous. And in Night City, stepping into the unknown without the right armor was as good as digging your own grave.
So, you made sure that you were well-protected.
-[X]Full-Body Protection: Something to wear to protect all your body parts, and extremities. (Cost an additional 30 components of any kind to produce.)
-[X]Covert Ops: A System meant for blending in, making the name, and being hard to sport from a distance (Can only be light armor currently due to technology.)
-[X]Light Armor: High agility, but minimal protection (+2 to combat rolls that are against you, aka dodge roll)
Full-body protection was non-negotiable. Leaving any part of yourself exposed was an invitation for disaster. Your hands, your mind, your body—your most valuable assets—had to be secured beneath layers of reinforced defense. Mobility, concealability, and adaptability were just as important as sheer stopping power.
With that in mind, you settled on a full-body protective suit, one that offered multi-layered defenses while remaining discreet enough to blend into everyday life. It had to be something you could wear under normal clothing, something that wouldn't draw attention until the moment it had to. Underneath your jacket and streetwear, the impact-resistant weave and anti-ballistic plating would sit snug against your frame, distributing force from incoming blows while keeping your movements unrestricted.
That could protect your torso, but the rest of your body would be difficult to secure. Your arms, legs, and joints—all the vulnerable extremities—remained at risk. A direct hit to the torso might be stopped by your armor, but what about a lucky shot to the thigh? A blade slipping between the ribs? A crippling blow to the forearm?
Normally, the solution would be more armor—bulking up, adding layers of heavy plating. But that came with its own problems. More weight meant less mobility, and in a city where split-second reactions meant life or death, you couldn't afford to be sluggish. You needed a solution that didn't slow you down but still provided uncompromising protection.
At first, you didn't have an answer.
Then, it clicked.
[] Carbon-fiber weave: Light and highly durable, good for all armor types (Cost: 50 components)
Carbon fiber weave. The answer was right in front of you.
Lightweight, flexible, and almost as strong as reinforced steel, it was the perfect material to reinforce your extremities without sacrificing speed. Woven directly into your bodysuit, it could protect against blades, small-arms fire, and blunt force trauma, all while maintaining the agility you needed to dodge, weave, and counterattack.
Your arms and legs would now have the same level of protection as your torso, without the bulk. The weave could distribute impact across a larger surface area, meaning even if you took a hit, it wouldn't immediately shatter bone or sever muscle. Kinetic dampeners could be installed alongside it, ensuring that a hard fall or a brutal punch wouldn't leave you crippled. But that was something for future you to install, you had other ideas.
You ran a hand over the prototype fabric, feeling its unnatural lightness, its deceptive strength. This was it. The missing piece.
Except for one more thing.
[] Trauma Response: An integrated bio-monitor and auto-med system that administers first aid and life-saving drugs when the wearer is critically injured. (Cost: 40 components)
You exhaled slowly, letting the realization settle in. To think that Trauma Team had tried to keep this marvel of technology under wraps. Not surprising, monopolizing life-saving tech was just another corporate power play. But now, it was yours.
At its core, the Trauma Response System functioned as an advanced bio-monitor woven seamlessly into the suit's fabric. Tiny sensors would continuously scan your vitals, tracking your heart rate, blood pressure, oxygen levels, and even brain activity. A heads-up display, linked to in your case, on your inner arm on a screen that would always be in sight when you were out in the field, would give you real-time feedback on your condition. Warnings, alerts, and automated diagnostics would appear instantly if anything went wrong.
But the real lifesaver? The auto-med system.
The moment your vitals dipped into the red, the suit would act faster than any human medic ever could. Micro-injectors embedded in the lining would administer emergency stimulants, coagulants to stop bleeding, and a controlled dose of pain suppressants, enough to keep you moving, but not so much that you'd overdose or lose awareness.
If you were critically wounded, the system would deploy a high-pressure burst of synthetic blood into your veins, keeping oxygen flowing to your brain and vital organs even when you should be on the verge of collapse. If your lungs were punctured, an emergency oxygenation compound would temporarily supplement breathing until you could receive proper medical attention.
The system even had a failsafe, a shock-administration protocol designed to restart a failing heart in the event of cardiac arrest. It wasn't as powerful as a full-blown Trauma Team resuscitation kit, but it could buy you just enough time to crawl to safety or call in backup.
The best part? It was all automatic. No fumbling with injectors, no panicked searches for a med-hypo while you bled out in the gutter. The suit would keep you alive, long enough for you to either finish the fight or escape to fight another day.
You glanced at the final integration readout, watching as the system ran its first diagnostic scan. A moment later, your HUD lit up on your arm, displaying your current vitals in crisp, glowing lines. Heart rate steady. Blood oxygen normal. No injuries detected.
Good.
-[X]Obsessive amounts (cost 100 standard material) (Increases final quality by +2)
-[X]Obsessive amounts (cost 100 standard material) (Increases final quality by +2)
-[X]Obsessive amounts (cost 100 standard material) (Increases final quality by +2)
Function:
D20 + 2 = 13
You had gone all out on functionality, ensuring not only protection but also seamless integration with cyberware, making the armor as future-proof as possible.
For everyday use, it was a no-brainer—the suit's design allowed it to be concealed effortlessly under long-sleeved streetwear, jackets, or even a business-casual outfit. You could be fully armored, walking through the most dangerous parts of Night City, and no one would even notice.
Even the most paranoid of building security systems failed to flag it. The fact that high-end scanners and checkpoint detectors didn't so much as blink at the armor was proof of its flawless integration. The materials, the weave, the layering—it all worked in sync to make sure the suit didn't raise any red flags, even in places where armor was strictly prohibited.
It was as close to invisible protection as you could get.
Protection:
D20 + 2 = 16
A second suit was made—identical to the first—and you put it through the kind of abuse that would make any self-respecting craftsman cringe.
You started with elemental stress tests. The integrated electronics were submerged in water, subjected to high humidity, acid rain, and even saltwater, just to see if they would short-circuit or degrade. Nothing. The system remained fully functional.
Then you buried it. Mud, sand, dust—nothing clogged the sensors, nothing seeped into the protective coatings. Kenji even dragged it through Pacifica, where the ocean air and ruined streets could corrode lesser gear in a matter of days. Still, the armor remained intact.
Then came the ballistic testing.
You started small—pistol rounds, from 9mm up to .44 Magnum. The armor ate them all, stopping each round cold. Anything larger, however, would trigger the Trauma Response System, because while the armor was strong, you were still human.
Then came the rifle rounds.
High-velocity rounds? It wouldn't stop those. Armor-piercing rounds? Not a chance. But what shocked you the most wasn't the armor's physical durability—it was the electronics. Even after being riddled with gunfire, the HUD still worked, the bio-monitor still gave real-time vitals, and the Trauma Response System was still online.
At the end of it all, you weren't looking for something indestructible, you were looking for something that could keep you alive just long enough to make it out. And this armor? It did exactly that.
Cyberware Compatibility:
D20 + 2 = 19
Call yourself a forward-thinking son of a bitch, because you weren't just making armor, you were making history, and maybe you didn't even realize it yet.
Cyberware was ever-evolving, and you had made sure your armor could evolve with it. It was an ecosystem. Every seam, wire, and circuit was designed to sync seamlessly with any existing or future cyberware a user might have. Mostly because you needed to mass produce it, and technology would change... and you needed to stay ahead of it.
The HUD didn't need to be external, it could be fully internal, displayed directly through Kiroshi optics or similar neural-linked visual augmentations. No need for a helmet visor, no need for extra hardware, the user's own implants would handle the interface, giving them real-time tactical data in a way that was faster, cleaner, and more intuitive than anything on the market.
Even those with reflex boosters or combat-enhancing augments would experience smoother synchronization, reducing reaction times by fractions of a second, which, in Night City, could mean the difference between life and death.
At the end of the day, this wasn't just armor.
It was the future. And you were the one building it.
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Final Quality:
D20 + 10 => 29
It's undetectable, cyberware-compatible, battle-tested, and lifesaving. Even Arasaka engineers with all their resources would struggle to replicate this level of craftsmanship. Anyone who sees this armor in action will not just be asking who made it, they'll be asking how much it'll take to own one.
And the real question is:
Will you even let them?
Reward: Gained Version 1 of Aegis Hygeia with the following modifiers
+2 to dodge roll.
+3 to medical/stabilization/survival roll thanks to masterwork craftsmanship
+2 to stealth roll due to masterwork Craftsmenship
Can automatically be used with Kiroshi and other Cyberware without any penalties due to masterwork craftsmanship.
