Name: Jason Rierdon

Nickname: Chase

Age: 21

Birthplace: New York, New York

Sexuality: bi-curious

Play-By: Stefano Masciiolini

Occupation: locksmith for the local hardware store

Superhuman Ability: Jason has the power to generate duplicates of himself. Each duplicate retains all the memories and capabilities of the original. When he reabsorbs a duplicate he gains all the knowledge and experience they acquired while separated. He can also heal himself of some injuries by reabsorbing an uninjured duplicate. At first he could only manage one duplicate but by now can produce up to three at a time (though producing three leaves the original very tired).

What the World Knows: Only Flynn and possibly PHI insiders (via a Chosen operative named Astrid) are aware of his abilities presently. After learning about them, Jason has gone to great lengths to conceal them.

Physical Description:

Distinguishing Features: Wild red hair, piercing very dark blue eyes, stubble.

Personality Description: Jason is a mix of contradictions. He seems to genuinely enjoy helping people but then he'll absent-mindedly turn around and do something completely selfish without considering how it might effect others. He can be very focused and serious but then develop a good bit of snark and a wry sarcastic sense of humor. He socializes freely but people who pay close attention that for every bit as friendly as he can be he never really shares anything personal about himself. One moment he'll seem perfectly happy with his job and his life and the next bored out of his skull. He has a problem with authority figures but usually manages to keep any attitude about them in check.

Characters History: Jason was born into a middle-class family in Brooklyn. Both his parents worked but did their best to make sure they had time for him. For much of his youth he led a rather mundane life. When he was 13, however, his parents died in a freak fire in their apartment building. He had no other family to live with so he was put into the foster system. He bounced around from bad situation to bad situation for almost three years before he'd had enough. The night his last foster-father struck him was the night he woke up while everyone else was sleeping, grabbed every valuable he could carry, and ran away.

At the age of 16 he took to living on the streets of New York. What he stole from his foster family netted him enough money to last a few weeks but eventually he ran out. He couldn't get a legitimate job anywhere without social services scooping him up and sending him back into the foster system. The jobs he could get all had to do with drugs or violent crime and neither of those felt right to him. So, he took to stealing things to get by. It started small. Picking pockets, shoplifting. Eventually he got tired of the meager existence that provided, though, so he started to up his game. He taught himself how to pick locks. He exercised and practiced to learn how to climb to get to hard to reach fire escapes and low balconies. Through about two years of self-education he managed to become a fairly successful cat burglar. Enough so he could rent a decent apartment. About eight months ago, though, his life changed again. While he was out for coffee one day, someone at this coffee shop he frequented was handing out flyers for some small town called Baybridge. The look of the flyer gave him the impression of a developer trying to sell people on small town America. Get people to move somewhere they could buy up property cheap to create jobs and a market they could control. He pocketed it with his coffee receipt and headed home. When he got there, though, he saw cops heading in the front door. Not knowing what to do, realizing the heat had finally caught up with him, he knew he had to disappear for awhile while things cooled down. He couldn't think of where else to go so he took another look at that flyer and hitchhiked his way to Baybridge. It didn't take much effort to get a job at the hardware store as a locksmith. He has been laying low there ever since. Just under eight months now.

Goals: At present, just to lay low and not attract any undue attention to himself. Eventually he plans to return to his life back in New York when he thinks the cops have eased off on looking for him. He doesn't have much ambition beyond making a nice living as a burglar.

Likes: music, chinese food (real chinese food and not the Americanized stuff most chinese places served), parkour

Dislikes: organized religion, bullies, waking up too early