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(10/07) A Dark and Restless Tide - (A D20 Dark*Matter Story Hour)
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<blockquote data-quote="HeapThaumaturgist" data-source="post: 1623044" data-attributes="member: 12332"><p>It seemed the "agents" were gone, but she wanted to be sure. After waiting another full minute, she crept into the room and over to Tim. She moved to check his pulse, which was strong and steady, as was his breathing. For all she could see, he was merely unconcious. Tim cleared in her mind, Kyong stood up and walked over to the table the body had been on. Contrary to her first thought, the body had not "vanished", the table was covered in an irregular layer of black soot or dust. Whatever had carbonized parts of the body initially had finished the job, rendering the entire corpse down to cold ash.</p><p></p><p>Kyong found her purse, upended on a nearby table, and rummaged around in the contents. She pulled a bottle of smelling salts out of the clutter and knelt by Tim, wafting the opening near his nose. After a moment he twitched and sat up, blinking tears from his eyes. </p><p></p><p>"Gah, that's horrible."</p><p></p><p>"It works, however. You were unconcious. Apparently some sort of psychoactive or narcotic in the darts the two men in black suits were firing." Kyong replied. She started looking for her cell phone.</p><p></p><p>"I see they burned the body." Time said.</p><p></p><p>"Not quite ..." Kyong replied. She found her phone and started dialing.</p><p></p><p>***********************************************</p><p></p><p>Sam and Georgi stood just inside the mall entrance, looking around. The mall was a cacaphony of sounds ... like a warehouse full of circus clowns and old radios. Muzak drifted down from above, while the incidental conversation and movement of a thousand shoppers drifted up.</p><p></p><p>"Man I hate these places." Sam said. He looked around. "So what does a kid with money do in a mall? And would anybody even remember him?"</p><p></p><p>Georgi pursed her lips and thought for a moment, then blinked. Drifting over the other sounds of the mall was something else, close or she'd have never heard it. The tinny sounds of techno music from small speakers, and the laughing of kids. Off to her left, she spotted it.</p><p></p><p>"Um. Go to the arcade?" She asked.</p><p></p><p>The arcade was near the entrance and the food court. It's cavernous opening sported neon columns and flashing lights, TVs linked to games further inside, and a large window ... behind the window several overweight pree-teen boys were desperately jumping and jiggling up and down on the latest Dance-Dance Revolution game.</p><p></p><p>"Oh Lord." Sam mumbled under his breath. They were just about to walk toward the arcade when his phone rang.</p><p></p><p>"It's Kyong." He said when he checked the ID, then flipped the phone open. "Sam, here ... just a sec." He lowered the pickup from his mouth. "Georgi, you can check the arcade. I doubt any of the kids would talk to me anyway." He turned his attention very purposefully back to the phone with an inner sigh of relief. </p><p></p><p>Georgi shrugged and twitched her T-Shirt down farther under her jacket, putting on a "Cute Geeky Girl" face, and headed for the arcade.</p><p></p><p>***********************************************</p><p></p><p>For his part, Olie was at the police impound yard. He'd flashed the insurance investigator papers the group had been provided with and had been allowed to prowl around the car some more. While Georgi had gotten quite a bit of information from the black box of the car, there was still no real answer as to why it had exploded. He had a suspicion of course.</p><p></p><p>After little more than a half-hour of searching, he had his answer. Some erroneous bits of wire, plastic, and a shard of circuit board were in the remains of the gas tank. The major initial damage to the car appeared to be localized around that area, with the fire finishing off most of the vehicle later. Had he not been looking for it, or had he been expecting a truly accidental reason for the burning of the car, he'd have missed it. As it was, somebody had planted a rather sophisticated device in the gas tank to cause the car to explode. From the lack of wiring to other parts of the vehicle, the trigger was most likely remote. Somebody else had been there, that night, and they had blown the car. Olie got his cell phone out and punched up Sam's number.</p><p></p><p>***********************************************</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="HeapThaumaturgist, post: 1623044, member: 12332"] It seemed the "agents" were gone, but she wanted to be sure. After waiting another full minute, she crept into the room and over to Tim. She moved to check his pulse, which was strong and steady, as was his breathing. For all she could see, he was merely unconcious. Tim cleared in her mind, Kyong stood up and walked over to the table the body had been on. Contrary to her first thought, the body had not "vanished", the table was covered in an irregular layer of black soot or dust. Whatever had carbonized parts of the body initially had finished the job, rendering the entire corpse down to cold ash. Kyong found her purse, upended on a nearby table, and rummaged around in the contents. She pulled a bottle of smelling salts out of the clutter and knelt by Tim, wafting the opening near his nose. After a moment he twitched and sat up, blinking tears from his eyes. "Gah, that's horrible." "It works, however. You were unconcious. Apparently some sort of psychoactive or narcotic in the darts the two men in black suits were firing." Kyong replied. She started looking for her cell phone. "I see they burned the body." Time said. "Not quite ..." Kyong replied. She found her phone and started dialing. *********************************************** Sam and Georgi stood just inside the mall entrance, looking around. The mall was a cacaphony of sounds ... like a warehouse full of circus clowns and old radios. Muzak drifted down from above, while the incidental conversation and movement of a thousand shoppers drifted up. "Man I hate these places." Sam said. He looked around. "So what does a kid with money do in a mall? And would anybody even remember him?" Georgi pursed her lips and thought for a moment, then blinked. Drifting over the other sounds of the mall was something else, close or she'd have never heard it. The tinny sounds of techno music from small speakers, and the laughing of kids. Off to her left, she spotted it. "Um. Go to the arcade?" She asked. The arcade was near the entrance and the food court. It's cavernous opening sported neon columns and flashing lights, TVs linked to games further inside, and a large window ... behind the window several overweight pree-teen boys were desperately jumping and jiggling up and down on the latest Dance-Dance Revolution game. "Oh Lord." Sam mumbled under his breath. They were just about to walk toward the arcade when his phone rang. "It's Kyong." He said when he checked the ID, then flipped the phone open. "Sam, here ... just a sec." He lowered the pickup from his mouth. "Georgi, you can check the arcade. I doubt any of the kids would talk to me anyway." He turned his attention very purposefully back to the phone with an inner sigh of relief. Georgi shrugged and twitched her T-Shirt down farther under her jacket, putting on a "Cute Geeky Girl" face, and headed for the arcade. *********************************************** For his part, Olie was at the police impound yard. He'd flashed the insurance investigator papers the group had been provided with and had been allowed to prowl around the car some more. While Georgi had gotten quite a bit of information from the black box of the car, there was still no real answer as to why it had exploded. He had a suspicion of course. After little more than a half-hour of searching, he had his answer. Some erroneous bits of wire, plastic, and a shard of circuit board were in the remains of the gas tank. The major initial damage to the car appeared to be localized around that area, with the fire finishing off most of the vehicle later. Had he not been looking for it, or had he been expecting a truly accidental reason for the burning of the car, he'd have missed it. As it was, somebody had planted a rather sophisticated device in the gas tank to cause the car to explode. From the lack of wiring to other parts of the vehicle, the trigger was most likely remote. Somebody else had been there, that night, and they had blown the car. Olie got his cell phone out and punched up Sam's number. *********************************************** [/QUOTE]
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