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Back where I'm from, I was personally mentored by one of the best surgeons in the Kingdom of Rondon, who was a baron no less. Eventually, I also ended up serving as a combat medic for a war that just recently ended. As a result, I can't say I've had a lot of time exploring much in the way of hobbies, but I'll be glad to explore that kind of thing with people here. It's certainly much calmer by comparison.
Difficult to say as we adjust to life in this resort, but right now I'm just interested in getting to know everyone else here and assuring we all have a pleasant time. I assure you, I'd like to see to it you have one.
I used to work as a butler, so I have experiencing in mixing some pretty decent cocktails.
As much as I would love make people here a drink, I'd also enjoy showing how good I am with my hands. And, well, everything else, for the record.
Not much for books honestly; they put me to sleep better than any sedative. But I do like jazz and swing music, mystery films, and I favor beef wellingtons.
I consider myself a flexible man, but I like someone with a quick wit.
Wine.
.02 CLOWNS OR MIMES
Mimes, because at least they don't talk.
.03 SHOWER OR BATH
Bath.
.04 PIRATES OR NINJAS
Pirates, I guess.
.05 TITS OR ASS
Both.
.06 COFFEE OR TEA
Coffee.
.07 SPICY OR SWEET
Spicy. Never really got used to sweets.
.08 SUMMER OR WINTER
Summer.
.09 LEATHER OR LACE
Lace.
10. ROUGH SEX OR GENTLE SEX
Both.
ISFJ-T
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I'm certainly not high-maintenance. [ with drinks, food, and silverware all on the table, they're ready to eat; tseng gestures to the chair to encourage daan to sit. ] Although I'm sure the suite would make you believe otherwise.
[ it really isn't his fault....... ]
But for what it's worth, I am happy to spend an evening with you.
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[It's funny to think how little of each other they've shared personally. Which in itself isn't really a bad thing either. He does like Tseng quite a bit and feels comfortable spending time with him, casually or with sex, but it does strike him as a little funny too.]
Sorry if this is too personal, but I'm not that used to people giving much of a damn about me. That's all. But I feel the same way. I like being around you.
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but this isn't any given space, and while tseng is and will always be a turk, he isn't entirely sure he needs to hold every card quite so close to his chest here. he thinks of aerith. thinks of vulnerability. like any other muscle, it atrophies with disuse. ]
It isn't too personal. [ tseng swirls his drink around his glass, then takes a sip. ] I am—much the same way, although perhaps for different reasons.
[ it's an... olive branch, of sorts. an offer to peel back a corner of the mystery in favor of some small connection, if daan wants it. ]
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This rotten resort makes that a real challenge sometimes.]
You hold back. [It's not meant to be an accusatory statement, more of an observation.] I can't really blame you or anyone else for that. But... I guess, if you were willing, I'd like to know a bit more about you.
[To even peel back a layer, one at a time.]
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I do. [ he'll acknowledge that. ] It is... often difficult for me to be upfront about myself. Where I come from, knowing me too well would be dangerous for you. It's been difficult to break myself of that habit.
[ it would be dangerous for tseng too, because anyone he likes, anyone he cares for, could become a weapon used against him in the wrong hands. vulnerability can always be exploited, unless you're careful to never be vulnerable. ]
What would you like to know?
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[sometime in the future: daan gambles on his arm! it be like that]
Well... what exactly is it that you do that makes knowing you so dangerous? You don't have to answer that, but I figured it wouldn't hurt to at least start by asking.
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asking about tseng's line of work is a sensible place to start. and honestly, it's not even that tseng doesn't want to talk about it—he's told others at least the broad strokes, and if cloud wanted to blow up his spot he absolutely could do it in an instant. there's not much of a secret to keep here in a world where the shinra electric power company doesn't even exist. ]
I'm the leader of a paramilitary unit attached to the company that de facto governs most of my world. [ is probably the simplest way to put it. ] Our missions are sensitive and often covert in nature, and we are high-value targets to enemies of the company. Anyone we're close to runs the risk of being endangered by virtue of their proximity.
[ and that's not even mentioning how often people try to seduce them in the name of spying on them, bugging them, reporting on their movements back to superiors who would see them dead and the shinra company destroyed. just look at what happened with that girl rude dated. ]
It's safest for us not to maintain significant relationships. This is... of course, less true here, but it's an eighteen-year-long habit for me.
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[But he gets it, to a degree. It's not as if working for the baron was something to be proud of, a matter of clean morals. In a fucked up world, you do fucked up things to get by.]
So, you do some behind the scenes shit for the company you work for, which can earn plenty of enemies as a result. Can't say I blame you for holding back so much, Tseng. Especially after doing it for so long.
What's the stupidest mission they ever gave you?
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[ he has the analytical mind, the espionage training, the killer at the core of him that relishes in being able to do the work he does. whether he's a bad person or not is for the world to decide, but tseng is loyal above all else and talented at being a turk to boot.
he nods at the assessment. ] For much of my life I have regarded emotional connections as potential liabilities. Only here am I reconsidering that stance.
[ not that he has a huge number of friends here. and this thread started in early april so little does tseng know his social circle is going to shrink by two in the coming days. ]
Stupidest? [ the question makes him smile. ] As a rookie, it felt like all the missions were stupid. I was once sent into the Cosmo Canyon desert to wrangle someone else's missing chocobo, on the basis that one of the company's investors had bet on it at an upcoming race and would be very unhappy if it didn't make its showing.
[ a pause. ]
Do you know what a chocobo is?
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There's a soft, amused noise from Daan.] I do, actually. Even if I've never seen one, but I have an idea of what they are. There are some people I've talked to here where they're native to their respective worlds.
Didn't know people would use them for racing but honestly that makes a lot of sense. How'd your chocobo mission go? Ever find the poor bird?
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[ which... increases the probability that daan knows some of the avalanche members who are also in the resort. that makes sense, far more sense than chocobos being native to daan's world. this one bird being a point of potential overlap between their two worlds would be... truly bizarre, although perhaps no more bizarre than the concept of being yoinked into a resort with people from other worlds to begin with. ]
They're a popular method of transportation in general, I suppose for the same reasons that make them good racing aminals: they're fast and strong, and have plenty of stamina.
[ even tseng has sometimes used them when on missions, although these days he prefers to go by helicopter when he can. ]
I did eventually find the bird, and it was brough back to the arena in time for its race. It came in second, though.