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Although Agnasci has been mostly silent until now, he becomes wary at Chance's comment. He casts Sense Consciousness to see if any other minds are nearby.

When Law directs his attention to the steeple, Agnasci glances up. "I'm not an engineer, but if the place has been standing this long I bet it'll last another fifteen minutes. I'm going inside." Agnasci casts Third Eye and cautiously steps toward the front door. He's very curious to see just...

"The church it is," Agnasci says. He's curious about the Kachina dolls, though. He casts Third Eye and examines each of the two dolls. Of course it's not just a coincidence that two of their group happened to come across two kachina dolls on the same day. Maybe the others overlooked something...

"I think each of us brings something different to the table," Agnasci says. "Wouldn't want to overlook something because we brought the wrong mage. I think we should investigate the hallows together. Barring that, I'm going with the guy who has a badge and gun."

Sounds like my days, except more interesting.

"They're not my friends. I'll call you in a week. I'll need your number, unless you want someone to show up at your door again." Once Weinberg gives Agnasci his contact information, the Mage takes one last look at Weinberg. Maybe he's underestimated the doctor. Or maybe Agnasci is just rusty...

OOC: Agnasci has no intent to risk or sacrifice anything to help or protect Weinberg.

Agnasci sees the torment he's putting Weinberg through. He doesn't particularly care about the man's emotional well-being, but he can see a practical reason for keeping the good doctor reassured. "This will all be over soon, but you have to trust me. I won't let them hurt you, or Andrew. We...

Agnasci has had some luck being honest with Weinberg so far. Might as well keep it up. "I have no love for the Dogs of War," Agnasci says. "In fact, I'm in the same situation as you. Trapped. You can call the police and hope the Dogs don't kill you and Andrew both in retaliation." Agnasci...

"If you want me to leave, I'll go," Agnasci says, "but let's not pretend you'll resort to violence. You and I have the same problem, Dr Weinberg. These are not the type of people who accept 'no' for an answer. Now are you going to invite me in so we can talk about this like civilized men, or do...

Agnasci confidently rings the doorbell. No turning back now. He isn't nearly as calm and collected as he seems, but putting on a false face is what he does best. If Weinberg comes to the door, Agnasci says to him, "I heard you have a problem with dogs. I'm here to help. May I come in?"

Zeta follows his parry with a single powerful attack against the remaining guard, attempting to finish it quickly. (attack roll 7 + BAB 4 + STR 3 + 1 weapon focus + 1 magic weapon - 4 power attack = 12) (damage roll 7 + power attack 4 + STR 3 + 2 specialization + 1 magic weapon = 17)...

Agnasci briefly gathers his composure as he walks up to the booth, casting First Impressions before he greets the person. When the person in the booth addresses him, Agnasci is confident and casual. "I'm here to see Weinberg at 205 Washington. He's expecting me. Half an hour ago, actually." If...

Agnasci flashes a final smile at the woman, carefully crafted to show just a hint of disappointment and concern. "Thanks," he says. "It was a long shot anyway." Agnasci steps out of the store and starts walking toward Weinberg's home. Guess I'll just do this the old fashioned way. On the way...

Agnasci tosses his cigarette aside and walks back across the street to Ninja Comics. When he enters the store, he heads over to the woman. Flashing his brightest smile, Agnasci greets her. "Good morning. I hate to bother you so early, but it's important." When the woman acknowledges him...

Orlando pulls out a cigarette as he approaches the front door to Ninja Comics. Through puffs of smoke, he takes a glance at the store hours and notes the time it will open. Agnasci knows how people work. At the end of the day, all anybody really wants is to be able to stand the sight of...

"Suit yourself," Agnasci says. He doesn't care what she tells Penrose. Even as much as Penrose trusts her, Agnasci knows that he would never consider her (or anyone else's) advice. The mages will do what Penrose told them to, and investigate the hallows. Nothing else will matter to Penrose...

Yeah I noticed that too. Imagine how hard it is to role play a heartless twat :):):):)er with that board "feature!"

Agnasci grins, but the smile is almost sinister, not humorous. "Can't make an omelet without breaking eggs. If it makes you feel better, this is for the greater good." Agnasci turns to the rest of the group. "I can do this alone, I guess," he says. "Probably better that way, to be honest. Maybe...

Agnasci glances at Law before responding. "Works for me," he says. "The problem is, can our boy scout sit by while I do the kind of things it takes to get cozy with a criminal biker gang?" He turns fully toward Law, expectation clearly written in his features. "Well?"