Jimmy Wu had felt reluctant about the organization initially; the Defiance Project, ever since he realized he had been abducted against his will. Upon meeting the director, Mr. King his guard slowly dissolved. He did not feel threatened or the restraint to remain. He felt no obligation to stay here. He was no under arrest. He knew he could leave any time he wanted and obviously Mr. King knew this too. But Jimmy was curious and that held him here.

He paid attention to Mr. King and listened to his briefing during their tour. He was fascinated with the gadgets and the food. This project was very well taken care of. He could wrap his head around something like this. His only problem happened to be with the other candidates he would need to work with. The toon, referred to as [i]Light[/i] was odd, but that only made Jimmy more curious. Wayne, who appeared to be something of an elastic man was filled with arrogance. Coming from a martial arts background, Jimmy knew measured heapings of humility was the cure for excessive arrogance. Finally, Alexanda and this new blonde-haired woman appeared to be the only other well balanced mature adults available. He would keep his eyes on both of them.

The only issue Jimmy Wu had with the facility was the lack of an exercise facility. He had grown accustomed to exercise every day of his life since he was a very young man. He needed to work on his drills too. Maybe eventually, he could talk someone into helping him or even sparring with him. An octagon style ring would be nice too. He would need to continue with his regimen. He could simply jump to his own facility in Hong Kong or Boston to work out. Jimmy settled on that option until the director offered him something better.

Wu approached the Chinese gentleman in the kitchen striking up a conversation in his native language; the Cantonese dialect. He quickly realized this man was from Shanghai and spoke the Wu Chinese dialect. [i]great, I can speak Mandarin and Cantonese. The Wu is similar to Cantonese, but he struggled to understand.[/i]

“I can speak Mandarin,” the elderly man admitted.

This caused Jimmy to smile. “Are you versed in Guangdong, Cantonese cuisine?”

“Yes sir! Yes, yes!” smiling a very warm and overly exaggerated smile. “May I prepare you some Lobster with ginger and scallions and a side of pig’s tongue and some rice noodles?”

“That does sound delicious,” Jimmy responded bowing. “May I take the teapot?”

“Please do! Help yourself.” With that said, Jimmy grabbed the small ceramic teapot and a few small cups in case the others wanted to drink some Chinese tea. He carried the items into the dining area joining his new co-workers. He placed the teapot gingerly upon the table and then each of the cups. He poured himself a cup and sipped it, listening to the others converse.

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