Jon Kinnes / Chimera
Mid morning one fine day Jon swings by the ranger station on Mt Wittier. He’s a fairly frequent visitor there, and has got to know some of the rangers quite well. This morning probably his closet friend among the rangers is at the station, talking to some teens planning a day hike in the forests that gird the mountain. Finishing up with a cheery farewell to the excited teens, Tom Harper sees Jon.
“Hey Jon, good to see you. Listen, I’ve got something I want to show you.”
Tom walks Jon out onto the porch, and taking down a jacket hanging there, makes a show of showing it to Jon, demonstrating the zips and pockets. As he’s doing that Tom brings up what he really wants to talk about.
“Jon, I had a visit form some Federal types a couple of days ago. They were looking for you… … and your friend.” Tom gives Jon a moment to consider this news.
“A youngish guy with white hair, - Drexler, his name was, plus two ‘suits’. I don’t know how they knew, but he knew your name, and that your friend has been helping people out around here. He said that he needed to talk to you. And your friend. Federal business.”
Tom cocks his heads to one side and looks at Jon. “I’m still trying to figure out how you got to know your friend…. Anyway, I think this Drexler guy is Ok. He said you’re not in any trouble… yet. And for you to meet him at this address, and bring your friend if you can.”
Tom hands Jon a business card. It’s unusual – made of some silvery metal, and a bit heavier than you’d expect. There’s a hologram logo which reads ‘NORCS’ and a glistening electric blue engraving, which reads:
Royle and 5th,
Later that afternoon, Jon gets off the Skyrail at the ‘Royle and Fourth Station’ and walks the couple of blocks to the corner of 5th. He’s drawn by a mixture of curiosity and concern. A quick bit of research has shown that NORCS is a bona fide Federal agency, entrusted with all matters related to super-people. Jon is a super-person, something that had never really struck him until today.
Conseco Tower is thoroughly unremarkable office block like many others here in downtown Toledo. Going up the steps into the lobby Jon notices nothing unusual, just the normal bustle of an office building in mid-afternoon. He checks out the board listing the occupants, but level 3 is apparently unoccupied as there’s no tenant listed. Getting into the lift, Jon presses the ‘3’ button. The doors close, and the lift goes down. Fast. Smoothly it comes to a stop and the doors open onto a large room, completely lined with what looks like polished steel. A solid counter with a pretty young receptionist behind it is the only furniture. She looks up as Jon hesitantly steps out of the lift.
“Good afternoon! You’re here to see Mr Drexler, aren’t you?”
Jon has the distinct impression that she knows who he is...
GM:- Celtic, you can make a post here about Jon's reactions/thoughts etc if you like. I'll post again tomorrow if you haven't before then.
Tom is a senior forest ranger in the Mt. Wittier State Park. He’s in his mid-forties, fit, with long straight brown hair. Part Cherokee, Tom has a passion for the outdoors, wilderness and wildlife of all sorts. He’s usually friendly and approachable, but really dislikes urban idiots and vandals.