Editing Phir Sē (section)

==Personality==
Referred to as a "monster" by [[India]]n capes,<ref name="24.3e2">“He’s one of the reasons the American girl’s PRT can exist,” Kismet said.  “When they talk about disbanding it, the PRT only reminds them that monsters like this lurk elsewhere.”<br><br>The man slowly turned to face us.  He wasn’t an old man, but he moved like one.<br><br>“Monsters?”  I asked.  “I’ve fought monsters.  Just tell me what kind of monster he is.”<br><br>“The kind that is too smart for all of our good,” Kismet said.  He’d frozen the moment the man set eyes on him. - [https://parahumans.wordpress.com/2013/06/15 Excerpt] from [[Crushed 24.3]]</ref> he spoke of the importance of having to use "harsh justice," crushing enemies who were not open to reason.<ref name="24.4e1">“You mentioned how you have to be hard, heavy handed if you’re going to succeed in a situation where your enemies are as scary as the people you and I have gone up against.”<br/>“Yes.  Heavy handed.  Like the judge’s hammer…”<br><br>“Gavel,” I supplied.<br><br>“The gavel.  Harsh justice.  Crush the enemies who cannot be converted to your side or convinced to do otherwise.” - [https://parahumans.wordpress.com/2013/06/18 Excerpt] from [[Crushed 24.4]]</ref> He described the world as a war between humanity and all "monsters," from the Endbringers to local organised crime, with ruthlessness being a necessary trait. He claimed the government painted his side as evil because they preferred the criminals.<ref>Phir Sē said something in Punjabi, then turned to me, “Is rude, to speak in language you cannot understand.  He call me evil, so I not speak to him further.  But you understand, do you not?  You know what form this war take?  The danger we all face, from monsters like that, from others?”<br><br>“I don’t think many top the Endbringers,” I said.<br><br>“Maybe not so.  Maybe.  But you have tried being cold.  Killing the enemy, yes?  Because ruthless is only way to win this war.”<br><br>“I met some people.  I think they were your adversaries,” I said.  “Glowing eyes?  Reflective?  Like mirrors?”<br/><br/>“Yes.  Enemy.  They petty evils that walk this city.  Organize crime.  Slave, prostitute, murder, mercenary.  My side, we root out corrupt.  Ruthless.  Government prefer them to us.  Paint us as evil, pay them to carry on.  But you know what this is like, yes?” - [https://parahumans.wordpress.com/2013/06/15 Excerpt] from [[Crushed 24.3]]</ref> He didn't flinch when his companion executed a cape for trying to run.<ref>“Stay,” Phir Sē said.  His voice was quiet, but it was clear he expected to be heeded.<br><br>Kismet glanced up at the glow, then turned to run.<br><br>He wasn’t even turned all the way around when there was a flicker.  A man appeared just in front of Kismet.  A teleporter.<br><br>And his forearm extended through Kismet’s chest.<br><br>Then he flickered, like a bad lightbulb, and he was gone, leaving only a gaping hole where the arm had been.  Kismet collapsed, dead.<br><br>A teleporter who can bypass the Manton effect.<br><br>“Stay,” Phir Sē told us, again.  He hadn’t even flinched, but the space between his bushy eyebrows furrowed as he stared down at Kismet. - [https://parahumans.wordpress.com/2013/06/15 Excerpt] from [[Crushed 24.3]]</ref>

Phir Se was willing to make extremely hard choices and gambles. He was willing to risk the destruction of the city his daughter lived in in exchange for a chance of destroying [[Behemoth]].<ref name="24.4e3"/> He once sacrificed his wife and sons to ensure a "monster" would remain dead.<ref name="24.4e4">“I have done it, Weaver,” Phir Sē told me.  “My wife, my sons, years ago.  A similar problem on a smaller scale.  I can walk through minutes, I could have walked back to save them, but I let them die because it meant a monster would remain gone.  What merit is a gamble, a sacrifice, if you stake things that matter nothing to you?”- [https://parahumans.wordpress.com/2013/06/18 Excerpt] from [[Crushed 24.4]]</ref> He described [[Weaver]]'s hard choice in changing sides to the heroes as "to be respected".<ref>“I do remember.  You had much power.  You turned it down.”<br><br>“It wasn’t for me,” I said.<br><br>“You are more comfortable where you are now?” he asked.<br><br>“Now as in here, in this fight, or as a hero?”<br><br>“Either.  Both,” he stated.<br><br>“Honestly?  No on both counts.  I’m still figuring it out.”<br><br>He inclined his head.  “This is to be respected.  Making hard choice.  The challenge of the young adult.  To find identity.”<br><br>“Thank you,” I said, still wary.  Everything about Kismet’s reaction was telling me this guy was to be feared, so I had to step carefully. - [https://parahumans.wordpress.com/2013/06/15 Excerpt] from [[Crushed 24.3]]</ref>

===Relationships===
====Family====
He had a civilian identity which he spent most of his time in, waiting for more powerful [[Thanda]] to have need of his abilities. He felt that interacting with his friends and family as a civilian made him "feel more human than I am".<ref name="24.4e3">His stare was cold as he met my eyes.  “One in three.  That is… perhaps unfair.  No matter.  If I’m wrong, we lose this city.  If I’m right, we kill Behemoth.  I would take those odds, Weaver.  I would take them, I would watch this city be wiped from the earth, knowing that people I am fond of would die.  I live in a civilian guise most days, waiting until I have a task from those more powerful than I.  I would perhaps be killing the butcher I talk to every day when I walk to the store for food.  I would kill the widow who lives next door to me, her child, if they have not evacuated.  I have mentioned my daughter, much like you in her abundance of faith in people.”<br><br>“I wouldn’t exactly call myself an idealist to that extent,” I said.  I paused.  “Phir Sē-”<br><br>We’d started talking at the same time.  He talked over me, half of his attention on the screens.  “I will take this gamble and perhaps kill those people in the process.  I will kill those people who can make me smile and feel more human than I am, I will grieve their deaths, and then I will take that gamble again.  Because one city, however grand, is worth that chance.” - [https://parahumans.wordpress.com/2013/06/18 Excerpt] from [[Crushed 24.4]]</ref>

====Weaver====
He barely knew the girl for an hour but [[Weaver]] had a profound effect on his life. He was aware of her from watching American television, including her seizure of [[Brockton Bay]]. Her history and choices may have been one of the reasons that he allowed her to stay and talk with him.<ref name="24.3e5"/> He stated that he would have killed her for trying to trick him if he did not feel the need for an outsider to challenge his ideas, but didn't seem particularly angry regardless.<ref name="24.4e6">I could see the small smile on Phir Sē’s face, disappointed and proud and a condemnation at the same time.  “I watch you.  In reflection of screen.  You set him up, to put yourself in my good will.”<br/>[...]<br/>“I guess I did,” I said.  I made the spiders cut the threads between us.<br/><br/>He shook a finger at me, “I was not born yesterday.  This silliness could have gotten you killed.  Would have, if I did not feel need for outsider to challenge my ideas.” - [https://parahumans.wordpress.com/2013/06/18/crushed-24-4/ Excerpt] from [[Crushed 24.4]]</ref>

===Reputation===
[[Kismet]] described him as "too smart for all of our good."<ref name="24.3e2"/>