5b Theev 2 Varca, BB Nova, Krssh, Ingrid, Zhouth
In reply to Zhouth (msg # 13):
"Heh. Nice pun. Not suitable..." Varca chuckles, "But I didn't say that you wearing that suit was...heh-heh...un-suitable. I just brought up that everyone should think about the choice to wear hard armour."
"Yeah, for BB, wearing armour makes perfect sense, because the majority of her personal and professional skillset focuses on wearing that armour. She can just strike a pose in that suit, and all thought of messing with her will fade from a smart person's mind."
"And I'm not saying that wearing a hard-suit is a bad choice for you, Zhouth. In fact, it's probably a good choice. You've never made claim to any great expertise with weapons or hand-to-hand combat--not a criticism, because the skillset you do have is incredibly more useful than any combat skills--so the limitations that a hard-suit puts on your flexibility and mobility are marginal."
"And the flip-side of that is, since your combat reflexes aren't that well developed, you'll benefit more from the heavy armour protection, than you would from being able to duck and dodge, in a lighter suit."
"But like I was saying, a significant element to being a Tuff Guy..." Varca hooks a thumb at himself,
"...or a Hard-Ass..." Varca gestures towards BB,
"...is Presentation! If you look like a Bad-Ass...if you present yourself as a Bad-Ass...then people will believe you are a Bad-Ass! Even if you never lay a hand on anybody, ever!"
"When I first Joined the Drinaxi Star Guard Army--before I transferred to the Scouts--I had to read this book written by a legendary Sindalian Warmaster, named Sun Tzu--and he wrote something that's stuck with me my whole life, something that fits right in with Vespexer social philosophy."
"He wrote 'Conserve your Strength; Do not engage in Battle, if there is Another Way to achieve Victory'. Those words changed my life. I came to understand that there are more ways to get what I wanted, than just killing someone and taking it from them."
"And that's what I'm talking about, when I say Presentation is a big part of being perceived as somebody who's dangerous. Take what I said a moment ago, about you being Vargr...."
"I said that to Humans, all Vargr are always perceived to be, at least a little bit, threatening. That's in the eyes of Humans, Zhouth. Not in the eyes of other Vargr, not in the eyes of a Bwap, not in the eyes of a Pussy. I'm talking about Humans! And why?"
Varca stops talking, suddenly, and smiles broadly...then he raises a hand and points at his smile.
"Your Teeth." Varca says after a moment, "Humans have a mouth full of Monkey-Teeth--general purpose, omnivorous, masticators. But you Vargr...! When you reveal your teeth to a Human--even if you're actually just smiling--on an instinctive level, we Humans see a mouth full of pointy carnivore's teeth! And that gives Humans pause."
Varca shrugs his shoulders,
"Sure, most of the time we get over that pretty quickly. But that's because most of the time, when Humans are meeting Vargr, it's in peaceful settings--neither side is looking for trouble. But, if you play that up just a little bit, you can begin to intimidate the shit out of a Human. And, with practice and effort, you can escalate the intimidation factor to where, eventually, you can get a Pissed-Off Pussy to back down!"
"Follow me...imagine yourself, dressed in your best business suit. You meet a Human, and you smile, revealing those teeth of yours. For just an instant, the Human has an atavistic fear of those teeth, but he gets over it quickly, because you--dressed in your best suit--are presenting as non-threatening. Right?"
"Now, take that same situation--but instead of smiling, you put a snarl on your face. No growling, just showing your teeth in a snarl. Again, the Human takes pause, but this time he takes a moment to think about why he's feeling fear, before he moves past it."
"Keep up the escalation--instead of a business suit, you're wearing a clearly military uniform along with the snarl. Then, after all that, let's imagine you--all you're doing is showing your teeth in a snarl--but you're wearing that spacesuit, which is obviously designed for combat, then you slowly raise an arm up and have one of the blades that're hidden in the suit's forearm suddenly snap out, and, as you look past the gleaming blade, you growl...just a little bit."
Varca sits back and spreads his hands wide,
"The average Human-on-the-Walkway would piss themselves, as they ran away. And all you'd really have done is show your teeth and clear your throat. That's Presentation! That's winning a fight without having to fight!"
"Of course, the folks around here aren't 'average Humans-on-the-Walkway'. For these folks, it's all about the escalation."
Again, Varca gives Zhouth a big smile,
"But you'll learn."