Jin held a blank expression from the second he stepped into the city to the moment he walked into the doors of the large building. The first thought that occurred to him was of revelation at the air conditioning that instantly cooled his warm skin and to his newly braided [url=http://dreadlocksstyles.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/01/dreadlocks-2.jpg]dreadlocks[/url]. He took in a deep breath, feeling a rush of ecstasy at the cool burst of dry, comforting air. Back in Jamaica, he lived among the trees of the jungles; air conditioning was but a myth from a life he had long forgotten. A life he had just returned to upon stepping through the double doors behind him. 

He had arrived in Steelport with no luggage save for the "walking stick" he now carried upon a holster on his backpack. He called it "[url=http://www.blades4you.com/store/images/JL11241-1.jpg]Phantom[/url]", a katana that doubled as a .50 caliber sniper rifle. Of course, it took a little bit of "cheating" to get past the security of the ship that had brought him here. But he was here, and that's what mattered.

Jin stepped forward towards what appeared to be some sort of fingerprint scanner. He recognized it, but had no idea how. They didn't have fingerprint scanners back in Portland. The various officials roaming around the room directed him towards the scanner, and he obliged to their request for him to place his hand upon it. After it ran its scans, he was authorized to move on through to the next room. The following chamber presented him with a facial scan. The guards rambled on about facial recognition, but Jin simply waited to receive direct orders. As they instructed him to place his face within the scanner's range, he did exactly that, and before long, he was allowed to enter the third room.

The third clearing was nearly empty save for a security camera and a speaker. Jin stood in the center like a test subject; being monitored for whatever it was that made him special. He looked at the ground and crossed his arms, trying to relax a bit, though a sense of nervousness overcame his natural cool. Then, a voice broke through the silence that was beginning to calm his nerve. 

[quote=The Voice]
"State your full name please."[/quote]

Jin froze, the voice echoing in his head a thousand times over. He knew the voice, but had never heard it. He never forgot it, but never remembered it. It was a sensation he could not explain, and it frightened him, akin to the sensation felt by separated twins meeting for the first time in their lives. After a brief moment lost to his unexplained trance, he cleared his throat and spoke with a slightly changed accent:

"Jin Yensid."

He said it loud and clear, but his tone made it apparent that he was also questioning whether he was Jin Yensid. This was the first time Jin had doubted who he was, the first time he truly pondered whether or not "Duppy" was real or not. It was all because of his name; who gave it to him? Why? Jin never even remembered forgetting his past, mostly because he could feel that there was still something there. There was a past, but one that he could not figure out.