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Jonathon Lectre

Son and successor of Abraxas Lectre, inheritor of the Lectre company and fortune.

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a character in “The Multiverse”, as played by Sicariius

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Registered citizen of the Terran National Government

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Jonathon Alexander Lectre
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So begins...

Jonathon Lectre's Story

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He arrived much like he always did to such events, disheveled, annoyed, and with a lit cigarette lazily hanging from his lips. Granted he, and the actions of the corporation he had inherited (and now ran), had been kept in the dark for quite a bit. He had recently heard word of a particular building he also inherited being blown up in some sort of terrible event of sorts. He didn't really mind, because his father had cared far more for that building than he ever had as a child.

Regardless, his adviser to the company insisted on starting up some form of restoration project or another. Not that he didn't have the finances, he had plenty, he just would rather the place remain as rubble. What was another shit stain on the map, anyway?

His means in particular of arriving there were standard, it was via limousine, and as he stepped out of it, hand raised to his eyes to shield whatever barrage of flashes might come his way, the driver announced his arrival in a rather extravagant tone.

"I would like to announce the arrival of Mr. Jonathon Lectre, heir to the Lectre Corporation, and tycoon extraordinaire."

Jonathon would only scoff at this, raising a hand to run through his hair and using the free one to pick the cigarette from his mouth and toss it to his feet, then proceeding to grind his heel into it. He was just a pissant like all the rest of them.

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Jonathon could only sigh, raising a hand again to shade his eyes from the blinding maelstrom of light. He found himself wondering how many other people with his status wound up hating it as much as he did, or if they all just reveled in it like it was some thing that got them off. Sure, when you're at the helm of something that large, publicity is bound to come with it, but Jonathon would have just preferred to stay unknown. His adviser, however, thought otherwise.

He instantly regretted stomping out the cigarette, and figured he'd need the nicotine, and then some. He took a moment to lower the hand and rub his temples with his finger and thumb, focusing in on only some of the questions he had heard.

"My company and its direction will remain disclosed until further notice, thank you. As for OmniCorp, I do not see any harm in allying my company with them. I'm sure a lot of good could come from it with my finances. I oh so dearly apologize for not being to answer more questions, but I'll leave it to my adviser here."

His last words were heavily laced with sarcasm, and he gave a smirk to his mustached adviser before patting him on the shoulder and proceeding to head into the atrium in time to catch the announcement of the host.

The setting changes from The 'RIP' to Wing City Town Square

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Jonathon never was one for the publicity his title received, and instead chose to live as conversative of a life as possible. He detested the papparazi, as well as the flair that adorned his appearances in public. They wouldn't happen if it weren't for his advisor, a mustached man that had one served his father before him. He had insisted on such things to withold his appearance to the public. The truth was; He hated. He hated the money, hated the hoity-toity attitude of his 'collegues' and hated the attention. He had never wanted to follow suit in his father's endeavors, but it was all willed to him and, in turn, forced down his throat. Yet, he was still ever the philanthropist, only anonymously. He enjoyed donating large sums to causes that actually stood to better things. He just chose to remain unnamed as a benefactor. On this particular early afternoon, he was informed of a type of 'commotion' in the Town Square of Wing City. He chose to scope it out, however, on his own, to maintain subtlety. He wasn't going to be able to covertly get any information if he had pulled up in a flashy limo.

No. Instead, here he was on foot, wearing a suit much cheaper than any of his actual ones, and a cigarette hanging loosely out of the corner of his mouth. He wore sunglasses to both better conceal his face and keep the sun above him out of his eyes. The heat was far from sweltering, but he still found himself reaching up and loosening his tie considerably as he approaced the booth he had be told about. It was more populated that he had initially imagined it to be, much to his chagrin. Just more introductions that he would have to suffer through. Still, the purpose of the booth, a founding of a neighborhood watch, interested him and it might prove to be something that would siphon more money out of his pockets. He threw his cigarette to the pavement below him and snubbed it with his heel before plunging himself into the crowd, eyes scanning for whomever might be heading the booth.

The one person who wasn't any kind of busy at the booth was dressed in a white shirt and a grey pencil skirt, like a proper office woman, though the red bowtie was a bit old fashioned. Her hair was short, slicked back, and she was wearing a thin pair of glasses, golden rimmed. Her nametag said Ariel Moore.

What most people didn't realize was that this was a gettup, and that Ariel was one of Giles' bodyguards. Though Delta wasn't wearing any sort of armor, Moore's was cleverly hidden with the chameleon setting on her skin suit and visor. She scanned rooftops for any sign of life, or rather, any sign of a potential sniper.

It was she who approached Jonathon, holding out a flyer to him. "Hello, my name is Ariel Moore. Might you be interested in the Wing City neighborhood watch? Supported by Giles Fabron and Julian Harris."

Jonathon cast a glance up and down the woman that had approached him once before sighing and running a hand through his disheveled hair. He then lowered the hand to grab the flyer from the woman's outstretched hand and held it at a distance in front of his face to read idly. "I suppose I might be, Ms.?" he responded, using his free hand to take off his sunglasses, fold in the temple, and place them in the inner pocket of his suit jacket.

"Moore," the woman repeated. "Ariel Moore. You are?"

Jonathon blinked, only once, before turning his eyes to the nametag pinned to her front as his mind processed that she had already verbally introduced herself to him as well. This was the effect being in public had on him, even when he wasn't being recognized. He awkwardly rubbed at the back of his head before letting his hand flop lazily to his side.

"Riiiiiiight. Ms. Moore. Right. I'm Jonathon Lectre."

Ariel popped an eyebrow. "It's good to meet you, as well. Well, if you're interested, that'll be just great. Have you been part of a Watch before?"

He paused a moment after hearing her question to watch her, waiting for any spark of recognition to light up her face. He saw none, and for this, he was grateful. He visibly relaxed at the lack of indication and held out his hand for her to shake. "Right, nice to meet you. And no, I haven't. My father was, once upon a time, but that was when I still just a kid."

She slipped her hand into his, grip firm, but not crushing, as she shook. "I see. Well, you've got a chance here to give to the community with nothing but honest participation. Wing City is littered with crime. I'm sure you've realized. Most of that crime goes unreported. There have been murders in broad daylight that took a crowd hours to take action against. By that time, it's far too late. In an effort to stop this, we are initiating this watch to stimulate awareness and action. How does that sound to you?"

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Roxxy poked out her mouth, and nodded her head, approving of the entire get up. "Sounds like a wonderful way to utilize my time, as well as an easy, trouble free, direction in life. No way to truly be the trouble, if you're constantly watching out for it, right?" Her reasoning probably sounded crazy to Delta, but considering Roxxy's luck in the past, it made complete sense to her self.

She eyed a clipboard, and picked up a pen to fill out her name and contact information. Currently, she had no address. However, she had every intention of checking in to Gambits, within the evening. She gave a digital mailbox number, instead of a physical address, and signed her name. Before she stepped back from the booth to let the next soon to be 'Watchman', Roxxy inquired, "is there a day set up already for the first community meeting? Or will that date and time be sent later?"

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Edmund was somewhat excited already at the prospect of someone appreciating his ideas. A big dopey grin was somewhat plastered across his face as Almario was quietly bidding his time for now. “Well, thank you so very much…”

He chuckled like an idiot easily flattered for a moment. A hand ran through Edmund’s hair for a moment before trying to compose himself. “We just listened to a very good speaker on the subject two weeks ago on campus. I am sure he would like to come in…” He had the contact information somewhere.

Oh speaking of which. “Just how exactly, or who do I send my contact information to??” He asked. Did he wait in line by that booth?

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A vortex of flame ignited on the ground and swiftly dissipated. The concreted scorched as a short creature sat in a crouch. Its long tail snaked along the ground. Glom's skin was deep red like fire. A thin coat of fur covered his lanky limbs. Two horns protruded from his forehead.

The imp landed on the ground with a thud. There was a sinister mischievous look in his eyes as he snapped his fingers. A poster materialized in his grip, which he promptly stuck to a nearby bulletin board.

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"It'll all be sent later," said Delta to Roxxy. "Thanks for signing up, really. We're evolving this city with every signature."

Giles reached over to the booth and handed the boys a clip board. "Right here. Just give us your name and contact information. You'll get regular updates by e-mail. If you like, let this speaker know, too!"

Alerted by the appearance of the demon, one of the officers, Saiga, marched over, standing close with an eye on him. His sort- especially ones with a gleam in his eye like he did- were never up to any good.

"Hey!" she called as he slipped something into the bulletin. "What're you doin' over there?"

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For a moment Almario took the clipboard and pen somewhat looking this over as Edmund smiled. Maybe his twin was interested in this after all. “Thank you so much for giving us a few moments of your time.” He expressed the pair moving up on line. Quietly his double looked it over the form that needed to be filled out before just handing it over to his other half.

“I don’t even know why you would want to waste a perfect afternoon but if you’re going to might as well sign yourself up and so we can get back to what were going to do.” Pamper themselves.

Edmund frowned quietly, a part of him wanted Almario to attend but determined to make of the most of it he was finally handed the clipboard and studying the form diligently. Contact, name, this seem all pretty straight forward as the line quietly advanced up to the booth.

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The Rocketeer stops, muttering something about having to get off-planet, and fast.