xp_logs | There Will Be Peace...: Prologue- "Dropping the Hammer"

Julian gets a visit from a security consultant who has been hired by his family out West. There are some very suspicious questions....

Backdated to November 13th, 2010 @ 7:00pm due to zombies eating the plot runner's brain...it grew back!

The text he'd received had been very cryptic, not giving much in the way of information as to what was going on. All it said was to meet someone in the sitting room off the main hall, but given the large social circles that Julian had been traveling in as of late, it meant it could be anyone. Walking into the parlor, Julian blinked in surprise. An unfamiliar man in a trench-coat was facing a fire that had been lit in the hearth and didn't seem to know that the boy was behind him. Otherwise they were alone in the room, taking a quick step inside, Julian opted for a strong approach to the stranger and closed the glass paned double doors to the foyer, "You wanted to see me?"

Joshua Campbell remained facing away from the young man, his eyes on reflective surfaces on the wall in front of him. "Hello, Mr. Keller. Thank you for coming." He watched the rich boy's movements, studying his body language. "How are your parents?"

Julian shrugged and took a few steps into the room, "It's been a while since they've talked to me." Suddenly he paused, then smiled as charmingly as he could and crossed the distance to stand next to the man, hand extended. "Julian Keller, and you are...?"

Campbell looked up at Julian, then down at his hand. It was several seconds before he reached out to take it. "Joshua Campbell, with Hammer Securities." He put his hand back into his pocket. "Seems odd, not keeping in touch with one's folks."

"Not if they send you to the other side of the nation in order to keep you from embarrassing them- then disinherit you on your eighteenth birthday. In case you weren't aware, Mister Campbell, our family isn't exactly close," Julian took a seat in one of the high back chairs next to the fireplace. "And your interest in this matter is what exactly?"

The man shrugged. "Doesn't seem like you much care for your parents. Wouldn't mind if you never heard from them again." He tried to keep the disdain from his voice.

Julian's eyebrow raised slightly, then lowered as he regained control of himself. "Honestly, I wouldn't. I've made a nice life for myself out here and am a part of a community who accepts me for who I am."

Campbell felt his body tighten despite his best efforts. "Interesting to hear." He turned on his heel, toward the door. "You'll be hearing from me, Mr. Keller."

"Hold on," Julian stood and tossed up an invisible blockade in front of the doorway. "What's this all about?" But it was too late, the man was gone.