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Guns are a tool, and a useful one. I try to make myself familiar with a number of weapons. I've trained in several forms of hand to hand fighting, I can make use of a knife, and I'm good with a rapier. Nothing seems to quite beat a gun for versatility though. I carry at least two M1911 automatic pistols, which take .45 rounds, although I've been thinking of upgrading. The aim isn't too bad for a handgun, and they're heavy enough to use as a club in close combat. If I'm expecting a lot of heavy gunfire I carry four, to save reloading time. I'm comfortable with a wide array of guns, but smaller caliber weapons aren't reliable if you need to shoot open a lock or use it as a bludgeoning instrument, and a longer barreled gun would be more accurate but too bulky to carry.
Blue is my favorite color, don't let the scarf fool you. I keep a blue light in the Sanctum. It's very calming, but blue light also has a recorded psychological effect of keeping you alert when you're tired.
That my eyes are blue is coincidence.
Being tall is a liability. It's good for intimidation, but bad for disguise. I would be glad to be a little shorter.
My laugh is a psychological intimidation tool, a form of meditative focus and release, and a useful trademark that leaves no incriminating evidence to be traced back to me. I know it's theatrical, along with the costume, but that seems to work well on the criminal mind. I also often combine the laugh with voice projection in order to misdirect people, because it's to my advantage when they waste bullets shooting an empty corner.
The mind is the seat of all human power. It can, with training and focus, overcome many of the limitations of the body. There are no limits to its growth, no restrictions if you do not choose to accept them. I may be biased because I am of well above average intelligence, but no level of knowledge is a set matter, and people of any intelligence are capable of continuing to learn and grow and push themselves throughout their lives. Of all tools in detecting and fighting crime, my mind is the most important among them.
Edit: Another five from Reldon.
Silver is the metal for my rings, more or less the color of my guns, a colder darker night-associated sort of metal. I'm not quite sure why you picked this one. I do like silver over gold.
Lead(the element) is dull, heavy, dark, dangerous in large quantities. The first two don't apply to me, but the latter two might. It's what bullets are generally made from, of course, so it's something I deal with in high quantities, at a rapid pace.
What about my hat? It's a little more distinctive than the usual fedora, but I have to warn you both types of haberdashery will go out of style. It's more distinctive in my time, because many men go bare-headed now. And when they don't, what they do wear on their heads is a little cringe-inspiring, but I may be getting old-fashioned.
I love flight. You've probably noticed. The autogiro's been updated from whatever you know but I have one still, and a small airplane that's considered out of date. You're going to be very impressed with the innovations in aviation to come, they just keep building them bigger and faster, especially faster. Airplanes will eventually become so common they lose their glamour for most people, which is a shame, but there's still a lot to be said for the joy of flying, of being in control alone up in the sky.
I don't fly as much as I used to, because it's usually something done out of necessity on the job, but when I was retired for a few years I did a lot of it just for fun. That just may have been the only part of retirement I enjoyed.
I'm no stranger to escape, from both sides. I don't like it when criminals escape me, but it happens. The tables are always turning and I've made plenty of escapes of my own. I don't mean to sound masochistic but there is something thrilling about the challenge of it, the necessity of focusing on a puzzle when finding a way out of it is the key to your own survival. I'll admit I like the adrenaline. There are times I can't get out without injury, and then I pay for it later, but still. I'm not pleased when people escape me, but it's inevitable and I'm used to it, and as long as I catch them in the end it's all part of another day's work.
Guns are a tool, and a useful one. I try to make myself familiar with a number of weapons. I've trained in several forms of hand to hand fighting, I can make use of a knife, and I'm good with a rapier. Nothing seems to quite beat a gun for versatility though. I carry at least two M1911 automatic pistols, which take .45 rounds, although I've been thinking of upgrading. The aim isn't too bad for a handgun, and they're heavy enough to use as a club in close combat. If I'm expecting a lot of heavy gunfire I carry four, to save reloading time. I'm comfortable with a wide array of guns, but smaller caliber weapons aren't reliable if you need to shoot open a lock or use it as a bludgeoning instrument, and a longer barreled gun would be more accurate but too bulky to carry.
Blue is my favorite color, don't let the scarf fool you. I keep a blue light in the Sanctum. It's very calming, but blue light also has a recorded psychological effect of keeping you alert when you're tired.
That my eyes are blue is coincidence.
Being tall is a liability. It's good for intimidation, but bad for disguise. I would be glad to be a little shorter.
My laugh is a psychological intimidation tool, a form of meditative focus and release, and a useful trademark that leaves no incriminating evidence to be traced back to me. I know it's theatrical, along with the costume, but that seems to work well on the criminal mind. I also often combine the laugh with voice projection in order to misdirect people, because it's to my advantage when they waste bullets shooting an empty corner.
The mind is the seat of all human power. It can, with training and focus, overcome many of the limitations of the body. There are no limits to its growth, no restrictions if you do not choose to accept them. I may be biased because I am of well above average intelligence, but no level of knowledge is a set matter, and people of any intelligence are capable of continuing to learn and grow and push themselves throughout their lives. Of all tools in detecting and fighting crime, my mind is the most important among them.
Edit: Another five from Reldon.
Silver is the metal for my rings, more or less the color of my guns, a colder darker night-associated sort of metal. I'm not quite sure why you picked this one. I do like silver over gold.
Lead(the element) is dull, heavy, dark, dangerous in large quantities. The first two don't apply to me, but the latter two might. It's what bullets are generally made from, of course, so it's something I deal with in high quantities, at a rapid pace.
What about my hat? It's a little more distinctive than the usual fedora, but I have to warn you both types of haberdashery will go out of style. It's more distinctive in my time, because many men go bare-headed now. And when they don't, what they do wear on their heads is a little cringe-inspiring, but I may be getting old-fashioned.
I love flight. You've probably noticed. The autogiro's been updated from whatever you know but I have one still, and a small airplane that's considered out of date. You're going to be very impressed with the innovations in aviation to come, they just keep building them bigger and faster, especially faster. Airplanes will eventually become so common they lose their glamour for most people, which is a shame, but there's still a lot to be said for the joy of flying, of being in control alone up in the sky.
I don't fly as much as I used to, because it's usually something done out of necessity on the job, but when I was retired for a few years I did a lot of it just for fun. That just may have been the only part of retirement I enjoyed.
I'm no stranger to escape, from both sides. I don't like it when criminals escape me, but it happens. The tables are always turning and I've made plenty of escapes of my own. I don't mean to sound masochistic but there is something thrilling about the challenge of it, the necessity of focusing on a puzzle when finding a way out of it is the key to your own survival. I'll admit I like the adrenaline. There are times I can't get out without injury, and then I pay for it later, but still. I'm not pleased when people escape me, but it's inevitable and I'm used to it, and as long as I catch them in the end it's all part of another day's work.
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Date: 2009-03-16 02:10 am (UTC)Clever, deceptive, foreign, surprising, young.
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Date: 2009-03-16 02:50 am (UTC)Deceptive – I should hope so! It is my job after all, to be someone I am not. Ironically in being someone I am not, I am also being myself. Ming Dwan may be an evil person, but at a superficial level of beauty she is the woman I always wanted to be as a young girl. To an extent, I enjoy the deception and I have put a lot of hard work into honing my skills here to make myself as much of a threat to my enemies as possible.
Foreign – Technically, I am. I am not American born, but my duty to my country is as strong as my family’s. They brought me up with traditional American values, in the culture of China. Knowing Chinese culture, some of that ends up contradicting the general school of thought, but they made it work. Chinese (Mandarin) is my first language, but I am fluent in American English, and I can speak Traditional almost as well as Mandarin. My knowledge of Traditional Chinese has proven very useful in my time serving Khan and also when I work with people from regions that still speak the dialect.
Surprising – I’m not exactly sure what is so particularly surprising about me, apart from the fact that I popped unexpectedly into the Nexus. I don’t throw a lot of curve balls at my allies, and my enemies, I guess they would be surprised if I gave them the chance to find out who caused their downfall.
Young – I’m not certain if I should be flattered or a little put off by this. I realize comparatively I am young to the Other Shadow, but so is his own double. My youth proved almost a handicap in my current mission, but it’s easy enough to get over. I enjoy being young, it lets me get away with things I know I won’t be able to later down the road
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Date: 2009-03-16 03:12 am (UTC)Western and Eastern ideas don't quite blend, and my thinking is probably an awkward mix. There are things I picked up in the Orient that the Western world could stand to learn, but then there are things that are too ingrained for me ever to run myself fully over to Eastern beliefs.
That you do what you do and are what you are is surprising.
Take your pick. I have no desire to meet your version of me. I don't think I'd get along with myself...
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Date: 2009-03-16 03:20 am (UTC)Once everything is over, I'll probably ask for recommendations on how to explain the Nexus to my version of you. I have to tell him eventually.
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Date: 2009-03-16 03:27 am (UTC)If you don't tell him, he may find out that you knew and didn't, and that could go badly for you. If you think I'm a kind man, then it's only because you've always stood on the right side of me. It may hurt his ego to learn about from you after you've come to terms with it, but he'll get over that.
All this is assuming he's a close parallel to my own younger self, of course, but that seems to be the case.
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Date: 2009-03-16 03:36 am (UTC)I'm just trying to figure out how to phrase everything. I realize it's not a matter of if he'll believe me, but rather, explaining it the best that I can. I don't want to bring him to the Nexus if I don't have to. My instinct keeps telling me to limit exposure to the Nexus. The less people coming and going, the less outside interference there will be.
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Date: 2009-03-16 03:41 am (UTC)I do think that my contact with the Nexus is influencing my world, and I'm not happy about it, but I have a feeling the damage is done by now.
Does this mean you forsee a time you'll cut off your own access to the nexus?
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Date: 2009-03-16 03:55 am (UTC)However, if the Nexus keeps drawing me back involuntarily, and things keep happening here, then I'll have no choice in the matter.
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Date: 2009-03-16 04:00 am (UTC)I've heard the Nexus has a way of drawing people back. I involve myself against my better judgement, but that's me. I guess I've got less to lose.
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Date: 2009-03-16 04:13 am (UTC)Less to lose? I don't see how.
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Date: 2009-03-16 04:18 am (UTC)Nevermind.
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Date: 2009-03-16 04:29 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-03-16 04:32 am (UTC)I'm not sure if the resources of the Nexus outweigh the impact it has on my world or not.
You haven't seen my world. I'm not sure I want you to, for several reasons.
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Date: 2009-03-16 04:42 am (UTC)And I can think of a number of reasons I wouldn't want to see your world. Dress code for one.
Joking aside, it's one thing to hop back in time, it's another to jump forward. I think I've seen enough in Khan's world, that I would like to return home and pretend I never saw it. Such a thing is a bit foolhardy, but at least I'll see things gradually instead of being dropped into the middle of them. The Nexus is shocking enough, your world could be what mine turns into, and I think that makes it more unsettling.
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Date: 2009-03-16 04:51 am (UTC)I'm willing to bet that you've never worn jeans in your life.
Yes.
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Date: 2009-03-16 04:59 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-03-16 05:02 am (UTC)These things are easier to get used to when they change gradually over time, but there are limits.