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Faust Ian Nequam

"The world is nothing more than a game, and I'll be the first to win."

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a character in “The Unseen World: MCU Archives”, originally authored by Maestro, as played by doctorjenny

Description

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Name:
Dr. Faust Ian Nequam
Alias(es):
Fin
Age:
36
Height:
5'11"
Eyes:
Hazel
Gender:
Male
Race or Species:
Human
Build:
Lanky
Family
Parents: Deceased
Siblings: Sister, unknown.

Abilities

Forensic Lens
No one is quite sure what to make of his abilities, or whether or not it pertains to his intelligence or something else entirely; but, he is able to live in the minds of the criminals he tries so valiantly to catch. Breaking apart and analyzing every crime scene as if he was there when the crime was committed.

Premonition
An attribute of his forensic lens, Faust is able to predict what you do quicker than well... you.

Strategist
There's no one better at figuring out a problem faster than Faust. He is a crowned strategist, able to plan his way out of anything.

Personal History
Faust grew up reading the likes of Sherlock Holmes, and always aspired to be the greatest detective of his generation. To literally change the world one case at a time. Always the most astute student in school, he never shied away from proving his professors wrong, and always seemed to be just a little bit smarter than they were. By the age of eighteen, most students were only graduating high-school, but he was graduating college. With a bachelors degree in psychology, Faust went on to graduate school to get his Masters/Ph.D in Forensic Psychology. For the last ten years, he as been working overseas, solving some of Britain's most difficult and challenging cases. Until recently, he was transferred to the MCU.

Much of his personal history is a mystery. It is presumed his parents died when he was a teenager, with no other family to claim him. There are rumors that he has a sister, but getting Faust to talk about himself tends is easier said than done. 'From a distance, he comes off as a loner, needing only rely on himself and his work to get by. At 36, he's had various relationships, but none of which ended in marriage or kids for that matter. Faust rather enjoys his own company, so you won't find him complaining much.

So begins...

Faust Ian Nequam's Story

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Character Portrait: Catherine Dumitrescu Character Portrait: Molly Bronson Character Portrait: Faust Ian Nequam Character Portrait: Malik
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Molly collapsed the minute he was gone, and just breathed for several minute, and let the tears flow. The woman pulled herself together and stumbled to her feet, pulling her cell phone off its charger and dialing the MCU dispatcher. Legs shaking, she sat down as she spoke. "Dispatcher? This is officer Molly Bronson. I need you to send some people to process a crime scene at my apartment. Warden Dumitrescu should also be contacted." She said, quietly, still shaken. "Please hurry."

The woman didn't bother getting dressed, drawing her feet up under her in her nightgown. She should put on a robe at least... Molly stumbled to her feet and found her bath robe and pulled it on over her night gown. Malik was back, and he was killing women who looked almost identical to her. The officer flicked on the lights as she did so. No need for them to come to a dark apartment after all. Gods. He was back, and if she didn't surrender to him, he'd...he'd try and kill everyone. Catherine was powerful and could take care of herself. She didn't really associate with most of the other officers. It would be okay.

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#, as written by Maestro
Faust had been only a few blocks from the crime scene when he got the call. Truth be told, he still hadn’t quite settled into Dallas yet; still living out of a briefcase at a motel. And it wasn’t a classy one. The springs on the bed squealed, the faucet leaked, and there was a strange odor coming up from out under the tub. Among other things. He’d just nearly transferred to the MCU after working overseas for the last ten years, and wasn’t quite sure if he was prepared for what Dallas had to offer. While he may have been the best in Britain, Dallas was playing in a whole different league.

Homicide. And that wasn’t even the strangest thing about this particular call. It was placed by a Molly Bronson, a Junior Officer with the MCU. Standing just outside the apartment, he was about to knock before he realized he didn’t have his credentials out. Molly would surely be suspicious of Faust at her door, since as it stands, he was still a nobody in Dallas. Reaching for his badge, he placed it up next to his face as he knocked. “Molly Bronson. This is Dr. Nequam with the MCU. You don’t know me, but I’m new to Dallas. I just got a call that you may have a problem. I’m here to help.”

He sounded like a total idiot, as if he was begging to be let in through the front door. This was just official business. If you didn’t know any better, Faust acted as if this was his first rodeo.

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Molly checked the peephole, then opened up. "Dr. Nequam." She greeted quietly. "Welcome to Dallas. I'm...I'm Molly Bronson." She spoke and then stood back, letting him in. "We better just leave the door open." She murmured and then motioned with one hand to the visible living room. "The body is over there." She murmured, clearly shaken still. "I'm afraid I already know who did it, so there's not much of a mystery to be solved." There never was when it came to her life, it seemed.

Molly stepped back, away from it all and took a deep breath. "Regulations state I can't assist in your investigation, except as a witness. I've asked for Warden Dumitrescu to come as well." She swallowed and wrapped her arms around her. "How'd you get here so fast?"

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#, as written by Maestro
“Well, that’s a funny story. I was actually in the neighborhood looking at apartments. I’ve not quite settled into Dallas yet. Still living at a motel, which I don’t recommend.” It was hard to be so coy when his eyes settled on the corpse lying on the living room floor. Faust only crept closer to get a better look and he almost stopped in his tracks when he saw the victims face. “Molly. Can I call you Molly or would you prefer Miss Bronson? Do you by any chance have a twin?” The resemblance between the victim and Molly was more than just uncanny.

Pulling a pair of latex gloves from his back pocket and slipping them on, he scrunched down and peered at the body, analyzing every inch of the victim before taking a look around at the crime scene. “Obviously whoever did this was strong.” Taking note of the thrown table and the gaping hole in the wall, he stood up when he saw the broken handcuffs. Walking over and inspecting them, he bit his lower lip when he got a closer look. “Now who… what exactly did this?”

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Dispatch had called Catherine, letting her know that Molly had requested her to help with an incident. "Now what?" She grumbled wondering why she hadn't just requested a Warden in general. The staff meeting while it had been chaos, at least allowed her to set a few ground rules with certain people. Catherine still wondered which bishop of what denomination or religion Rafael had bribed to dunk armor in a horse trough. Shaking her head, she gathered her things and headed out, telling Ishae to find a way to clear her schedule as she might be gone for some time.

It didn't take her long to get to Molly's apartment, after all it was fairly close to headquarters. Finding parking on the other hand would prove difficult with Oak Lawn's narrow one way streets; eventually though Catherine found a spot to slot the jeep into before heading inside.

Finding the door wide open, with Molly and a man crouched over the body in the floor, she made a face. "Really? We're going to leave the door open for the neighbors?" It wasn't the best way of introducing herself or announcing her presence, if there was any media clean up to be had about a homicide in Oak Lawn, then that was someone else's headache.

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Molly held herself close. "Molly. We'll be working together. And I do, but that's not her. My twin was killed some time ago." In custody. It shouldn't have happened, but it did and she was not at all surprised. Karato frankly made enemies with ease. she hesitated and then glanced to Catherine.

"Leave it open for officers." She corrected. "Most of my neighbors are fast asleep. Malik's back Catherine. My stalker." From ages ago. "And if I don't surrender myself to him, he plans on killing you, and every one I work with and that is dear to me. I figured a death threat to the Dallas office was something to share." She glanced to the new guy and shrugged. "This is Dr. Nequam." She introduced. "Dr. Nequam, this is Warden Dumitrescu, who is likely the only person in MCU who remembers the last time I was stalked by this guy. He pretty clearly escalated."

Last time there weren't dead women who looked like her. "Check out the body Catherine. It's a dead ringer for me."

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#, as written by Maestro
“Well in that case, you can call me Faust. If I had any, my friends would call me Fin.” What a strange thing to say. If he had any friends. The truth of the matter was, work was his only real friend. It was the only thing he had; with not even a dog to keep him company. Having since returned to his position perched over the body, he took notice of the shadow looming in the doorway. Nothing like meeting your new boss. “Warden Dumitrescu. Sorry if I don’t shake your hand.” Waving his wrists about in show off the gloves he had on, he smiled. “In her defense, leaving the door open was my idea ma’am.” Faust had almost come off as condescending with the way he had said it. Taking the blame for it probably wasn’t the best idea but Molly had been through enough already.

Casually returning his attention to the body, something caught the corner of his eye. “I think there is something lodged in the cavity here.” Faust was inpatient, and quickly revealed a small kit from his cloak pocket in which he removed a single pair of tweezers. Not hesitating to reach into the woman’s chest, he removed what appeared to be a small puzzle piece. “Does this mean anything?” He had a million pockets, and whipped out an evidence bag from another in which he slid the small piece into before sealing it shut. “Interesting…”

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Catherine raised an eyebrow at the name given. "Interesting name there, Faust." She remarked, her curiosity piqued while eyeing the gloves. "I think I'll let the formal introduction slide this time." She added as she walked over towards the body and Molly. Bending over to look at the body, she eventually crouched down to get a better look, careful not to touch anything. "I knew you had a stalker Molly, but this is a bit extreme." Catherine remarked dryly as she stood up. "I can't say I've ever seen such a... strange show of devotion."

That's what most stalkers did best, showing devotion, albeit unwanted. Dispatch was going to get an earful for not alerting her that it was a homicide, or even a potential one; Catherine could swear all they did was sit on their asses, watch movies, and shove popcorn in their faces. Disregarding Faust's comment about the door, she turned her attention to Molly. "Well a death threat is worth reporting..." She said slowly, thinking over the issue. "But honestly why would he want to kill anyone connected to you? It's rather pointless." Although there were days when she considered killing Fisher for sheer annoyance, it never happened.

Catherine glanced over to Faust and his meticulous examination of the body. As he pulled out the puzzle piece, she frowned again, grabbing the evidence bag from the man. "Molly?" She asked.

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Molly hesitated and then sighed and looked to the flowers that had been hiding the puzzle piece from view. "Catherine." She said and looked to the other. "He wants to bring Karato back." She closed her eyes and shook her head. "He...he claims to know where her body is. I assume he means her real body, from before she first possessed me." She didn't know that, but it was the only thing that made sense. "Or else, he could be talking about her golem."

Molly sighed. "As for the puzzle piece, well. That's what he calls me. I'm his puzzle piece. No one is allowed to hurt me but him." And Karato, of course, but in Molly's life that went without saying. "Or at least, I assume that's what it means. I mean...he called me that earlier." She shrugged and closed her eyes. "I suspect the death threat to everyone connected to me is to get me to comply. I mean, it's me or everyone. Not that I have any fucking clue who the everyone would be. My social life consists of MCU and home. The only people I speak to for anything not work related are you, and the midget."

She didn't care that said midget's body was technically older than hers. He was the midget. It was his job. "He was here you know. I woke up because he had climbed into my bed."

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#, as written by Maestro
Holding up the evidence bag triumphantly, Faust was a bit surprised when he had it snatched away by the Warden. Nonetheless, what could he possibly do? She was his boss after all. Having just as many questions as the Warden did, he looked to Molly, awaiting all the answers; and boy was he surprised. This wasn’t anything like he’d read in his Sherlock Holmes novels. Karato? Bodies? A golem? All terms that meant relatively little to Faust. It was clear that whoever this stalker was, he had a history with Molly, and that the Warden was one of the few people who knew anything about it.

“Who is Kara-…” Stopping himself, he shook his head. “Never mind.” Whatever it was, the story would take too long, and there was a case to solve. “I know I’m new to the MCU; this being my first day and all. But do you think that threat pertains to me too?” Faust was partly kidding, and as he stood up, he got a better look at Molly Two. He decided to name her Molly Two until he knew more about her.

By the looks of her, she died suddenly. Her heart however was not removed with surgical precision. It was almost as if something pulled it with sheer force alone. To imagine, someone that strong. Then again, by the looks of the hole in Molly’s wall, and other damage – especially the broken handcuffs – it didn’t quite sound like the impossible.

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"The midget?" Catherine asked raising an eyebrow at Molly's comment. It seemed that this was going to be repercussions of removing Molly's actual body from that strange reality with it's even stranger school. "Well, we'll deal with this one thing at a time I suppose." She mused thinking that additional wards would probably be of use, especially if Molly had recently moved in.

"If you want to know who Karato is Faust, let's just say it's a very big headache for all involved." Catherine explained turning towards Faust. "If you're new, the threat doesn't pertain. Malik will probably try to strike people one by one until Molly here complies. I think the threat may be more oriented towards established relationships." Though why Catherine really had no idea.

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"Brandon. Who else." She shrugged and closed her eyes. "As for established relationships, since the time in court, the majority are gone. It is down to you and Brandon." The only other person she really interacted with was Fisher, and that was only at the range when they ran into each other. Molly sighed and closed her eyes.

The woman wrapped her arms around her. "I need to get dressed. I have the feeling going back to sleep is out of the question." And she needed wards. Not that they would do much. Besides, she'd nee a new bed before she could fall asleep again and wards on wards on wards before she felt safe enough to do so. "Well. I suspect the flowers and the body are a courting gift for Karato. She would appreciate them, no doubt."

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#, as written by Maestro
It was a relief to think that there was a homicidal maniac out there who wasn’t after him. On the other hand, he threatened the MCU, which he now worked at. Ultimately he had no other choice but to find himself intimately involved with this character who killed Molly Two. “You mentioned the perps name is Malik? By the looks of the damage, he can’t be human.” Definitely not human. And he was evidently very artsy in the way he prepared the body. “Dianthus caryophyllus.” He muttered, which was probably gibberish to both Molly and the Warden. “Carnations. That’s what he left in place of the heart. The flower of the gods… fitting really.”

Faust kind of admired the handiwork that went into orchestrating the whole thing. “And if what I’ve heard is correct, the puzzle piece has something to do with his connection to you Molly. By my reckoning, he virtually ripped this woman’s heart out with his bare hands.” The ferocity. The rage and anger… no passion that went into doing this to someone. More importantly. How did he find someone who looked just like Molly. “I’d really like to run fingerprints. Obviously facial recognition won’t do us much good in this case.”

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Catherine looked at Molly for a moment, contemplating on making a snarky comment, but then changed her mind. "Really? I can't believe you're still calling him that." She said shaking her head. The moniker had never occurred to her, despite being just a bit taller than her nephew, and Molly herself being even taller than her. "Go get dressed Molly, and if you want I'll wait till the cleaning crew comes to leave." Catherine said turning her attention back to the present.

"Flower of the gods? That's really pushing it." Few if any knew how little love Catherine held for Gods of any religion really. "And finger prints? What are you going to get them off? The corpse?" She asked, not caring much for the how, but really the why. Catherine would have to ask the Director just what exactly Faust was supposed to be doing for them when she got back to the office.

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Molly nodded. "Please." she murmured and then slipped into the other room, to put on her gym clothes. She always felt strongest in them, even if it was super dorky to say so. It didn't take more than a minute. She was used to having to change very quickly. The officer felt more herself, and stepped back out, and put on a pot of coffee before looking the scene over, uncertain. "Pink and White Carnations. I will never forget you and endearment." She wrinkled her nose, in clear distaste.

"Well. At least it's not forget me nots or tulips." That would have been annoying. She looked over...herself...and frowned, trying to ignore the gore. "Doesn't look like she was killed here. And even if she looked like me, there's some differences. She has a lot less muscle tone. Her hair is slightly shorter too." Not much, but Molly knew her own hair well. "You know, Catherine, Nequam, I think I'm going to have nightmares of seeing myself laying dead for awhile. I should invest in a nice vicious to strangers dog." Something huge. Maybe a mastiff of some sort.

She was rambling. And actually calling Catherine by name, which wasn't something she often did at work. Molly preferred people to use last names at work, normally. Damn.

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#, as written by Maestro
“I have a suspicion that Molly, and…” Fighting the urge to say Molly Two, he forced himself to hide a grin. “The victim have the same fingerprints. Don’t ask me how or why, it’s just something that I believe is worth looking into. Everything else about the pair is almost identical. I just need to be sure…” He could sense the Wardens snarky tone with him, and he couldn’t help but snicker as he began to presume exactly what was on her mind. “You’re probably asking yourself why I’m here. Well, the answer to that is simple. I have a Ph.D in forensic psychology and spent the last ten years in Britain solving some of its most difficult cases. If you can find someone who knows how to profile a criminal better than me, by all means.”

Hardly having noticed that Molly stepped out, he was kind of taken back by how beautiful she was. Though, he’d never made a habit of dating a woman taller than he was. “I got a feeling a dog wouldn’t stop this Malik guy. To be perfectly honest, I’m not sure what would. But I’m willing to do whatever I can to find out.”

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"No, actually I'm wondering more so what psychologist in their right mind carries latex gloves and a small surgical kit with them at all times." Catherine said bluntly, having little tolerance for bullshit. Everything would be sent off to the lab, and she'd let them summarize it all. Though she did suspect there was a significant amount of magic involved somehow, there always was. "Well, no one is certain what will or won't stop Malik." She replied thoughtfully.

It had been difficult to get a read on anything in that strange world Molly had dragged her off to, and now all she could tell about the apartment was it was unwarded. "Unless you know anything about ancient magics, interdimensional travel, and magic in general. I suggest you stick to your job Faust, and not poke your nose where it doesn't belong."

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Molly knelt next to the body and reached out with her senses. After a moment she sighed. "It's just going to come up as me." She said and stood, looking down at herself. Damn. This complicated things. "Just not, you know, me, me. The dental records may not match, for example. Maybe she broke different bones, or has different scars. She's definitely not as athletic, if nothing else, but she is me."

Malik was much better at planeswalking than she was. Years of experience, she supposed. The officer shook her head. "I'm getting a dog. I'm getting wards. I had put that off for a bit, but pretty clearly shouldn't have." She didn't know if they'd do a damn thing, but it'd make her feel better. Hell, the dog probably wouldn't do a thing but get in the way, but it'd still make her feel better. "Though I'm going to have to sleep in a hotel until my apartment has been cleared." She wrinkled her nose. "Think my landlord would let me move? I mean, there's a dead body in my apartment. They can't expect a tenant to continue to live here after that, can they?"

Not that the body bothered her all that much. She was shaken, but she'd recover.

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If only they knew. Faust had to admit, he didn't know much about ancient magics, interdimensional travel, or half of the other things the Warden had said. He was used to a crime being one human killing another. This may have been out of his league, but he had his reasons for transferring to the MCU. "Whatever you say, boss." He had no other choice but to submit. In truth, getting on his new bosses bad side probably wasn't a good idea. His methods may have been strange, but he was given freedoms in Britain he most likely wouldn't receive here. Faust always considered that if you want something done, do it yourself. He didn't believe in noticing something and just leaving it be for the professionals.

“I’m going to work on a profile for this Malik character. Although you both are evidently familiar with this guy, maybe I can figure out something we’ve overlooked.” Nearing the door, he took one last gander at the crime scene. “Miss Bronson. Warden. Call me if my services are needed.” He had laid on the sarcasm with that last line.

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She didn't enjoy being goaded by Faust, and could see that they would probably be butting heads again. 'Bloody moron... thinks he's some sort of genius.' Catherine thought to herself as she scowled at the man as he mouthed off for the second and third time since their meeting. "We'll be in touch Faust. Until then, stick to what you're assigned." She said coldly as she followed him to the door, feeling as if she needed to ensure he left. There was something about him that left her unsettled and on edge, but that could be a result of coming off this last case however.

Turning towards Molly, Catherine just shook her head. "A dog? That's not going to do anything Molly." She wondered if the woman even had the time to care for one, muchless what Malik would do to something that only got in the way.

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