Afternoon. My name's Russell Kobayashi, although not many people call me that anymore. These days, most know me as Hit-Parade. A touch anachronistic, I know, but the name works as well for a series of gunshots as it does for the Billboard's forerunner. Unsurprisingly, pistols are my main forte, but I'm also a steady hand with elemental magic or a katana.
Would you believe that, before the Bees, I was a detective? Shield number 10453, Toronto Police Service. I.... didn't tell them much after the Bees. Just dropped off my badge on the way to the airport, told them I had to go overseas. I wonder if they wonder what happened to me? Never quite had the courage to check.
I still keep my old ID card on me. Sort of a touchstone to what I was, and how what I am isn't that different. I think we -- the Templars -- come closer to the old "serve and protect" adage than most in this secret world. ("Closer." Not necessarily there, sometimes.)
If I had known a year ago what I'd be doing right now, I'd have logged more range time!
Over the past year, I've grown.... used to working alone. Some of the things I've been seeing, though.... well, they say courage is being scared shitless but doing your duty anyway. I guess I'm courageous 24-7, then. And if the rumors about Tokyo are true -- that someone's managed to force access to it -- I don't like to think about facing it alone.
....drifting way closer to drunken philosophy than I really want to. What about you, what're you drinking?
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And that pretty much sums up Hit-Parade, unless you want him to go on about his love for smooth jazz or bad 1950s sci-fi cinema.
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