Day Two: Nine things about yourself.

[bloodspecialist]

1. I’m currently 32.

2. I grew up in a foster family. (Foster parents; Harry and Doris Morgan. My dear stepsister is Deborah Morgan. Only Deb is the only family I have that’s not far away presently-but she’s back in Miami

Comments

[iam_sephiroth]

How fascinating.

It seems the Nexus isn't choosy as to whom it takes.

[bloodspecialist]

[An eyeful of a glance towards this silver hair man wearing shoulder pads and a cloak. And that's a really long sheath... Then, all of a sudden, the Passenger in the back rustles awake, staring.

Killed many with that katana of yours, sir?]

I suppose not. As it has a sentience of its own, it seems to like all sorts of characters. [He manages a smile, studying this man in subtle interest.]

[iam_sephiroth]

[Oh, yes, Many. But, let's not get into that now, shall we?]

It sounds like that. All sorts of misfits, villians and good people. I wonder why it chooses many different types.

[bloodspecialist]

[True that. No rush... One predator must take his time getting to know the other--even though his Dark Passenger is sulking that your dark companion is a bit too tough to get at. At least he could team up with the good guys as the forensics geek to bring you to justice, right?]

Who knows? I don't. I wouldn't be able to read this complicated world's sentience better than anyone else. It might as well be speaking a foreign langage we don't understand.

So, um, are you some kind of samurai? [Seeing that katana in its sheath attached to the other man's back, it makes Dexter think samurai. Makes him think of those old black and white movies he used to see as a boy.]

[[ooc: Hehe, he's yet to meet Amber. Pfft, she'd really stump Dexter. XD Much, much inner commentary for him.]]