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Daunte gives John a nod of agreement. "And I would agree with that particular sentiment," he concurs in hushed tones, hopefully not giving away their location. "On the one hand, I think that it's just a snowglobe, and if it'll stop the gunman, let him at it. On the other hand, things have...

Bobcat stared up at Chase with feigned horror. Her eyes widened in mock surprise and a demure hand went to her "O" of a mouth. "Chase!" she gasped. "What are you doing here?" Her eyes flitted to Kazuhito for a moment before landing on her shattered glass, lying in a thousand pieces across...

Hep-Cat Sushi Bar Kamakura City "Really?" Bobcat said incredulously. "Id've never believed you could make do on just donations. But suppose I was interested... where would I live? Surely not in the temple? And what do you do for fun? I have to be honest," she said as she began a bold-faced...

The Vault Boston, Massachussets October 2002, around 10 AM Jason wobbled as the images flooded his consciousness. "Wh-what's going on?" he asked stupidly, trying to excise the jumbled mental pictures of a demon of fire and destruction laid waste to the imaginary constructs within his mind...

1st Floor – Organ Hall Clairemont Mansion Jacqueline grips her candlestick with white knuckles, dark eyes locked unwaveringly on the elevator opening. She nods at Yuri's suggestion. "Yeah, tell me about it. Odds are ten to one that this thing's nastier than one of those dogs." But she...

Watching from his highly defensible position, Daunte waits for something to happen, his heart beating like a jackhammer. Idly, he realizes that this has in fact been one of the weirdest days he can recall in his life, and that was before the crazed French-Canadian gunman showed up.

The Vault Boston, Massachussets October 2002, around 10 AM Jason sputters on his coffee, shocked at seeing the crazy old man again. "What the hell do you want with me?" he cries out in equal measures of fear, frustration and fury. He scrambles up from his chair and starts slowly backing away...

Hep-Cat Sushi Bar Kamakura City Bobcat just smiled mysteriously at the monk as he made his vulgar aspersions. She hoped it wasn't obvious that she wanted to throttle the man. How he was considered a ladies' man was beyond her. This dude should stick to doing the monk thing. And he ain't...

1st Floor – Organ Hall Clairemont Mansion Jac's words echoed Michael's thoughts as she backed up to allow him and Isaac access to the panel. "Careful, it could be wired to blow too. It looks like we can get up to the second floor if this elevator actually works." She turned to address...

~ Froud The bartender nodded his shaggy head in acknowledgement to the gnome. "You keep some of that fortune, you look like you'll have need of it." Again, he glowers at Yara for a moment, before a crowd of thirsty dwarves descended on the bar and crowded about Froud and his companion. ~...

Daunte watches the others hatch their plan, so he starts to think better of it. If that guy tries to grab the gun out of the shooter's hand, there's probably going to be a struggle. No way am I stepping in front of a stray bullet. He changes his position, moving to the nearest sign of...

1st Floor - Organ Hall Clairemont Mansion "Nguyen," Jacqueline supplies, softly. "Jacqueline Nguyen." Probably more information than she needed to be giving out, but she'd been doing that a lot today. Her eyes flitted over the antique organ, curiosity evident in her dark eyes. She found...

The Vault Boston, Massachussets October 2002, around 10 AM Jason ignores the bartender's parting jab, not really registering what he said. Instead, he gazed into the black depths of his coffee, studying the haggard, rippling visage that stared right back. He leaned back, pulled the cigarette...

~ Forge The Fellstone dwarf visibly relaxes a bit, raising a black bushy eyebrow at "Ozgrymm's" offer. His mouth breaks into a grin punctuated with gold teeth. "Well, never could turn down a free drink." He turns to his companions. "Hey boys, this poofy here's buyin' rounds for us all!"...

The Vault Boston, Massachussets October 2002, around 10 AM Slowly, Jason taps out a cigarette from the pack, then slides it along the bar back at the bartender, nodding in thanks. "Yeah, I was mostly kidding about the woman thing, Teddy. Picked up way too many disgusting habits to subject to...

The Vault Boston, Massachussets October 2002, around 10 AM "Women," Jason replies reflexively, fixing the bartender with an exasperated smile. "I think I need one." He paused a few measured beats to gulp down some of the hot black liquid, turned back to the man. "I'm not sleeping well," he...

The Vault Boston, Massachussets October 2002, around 10 AM Jason smiles weakly at the bartender. "Nah, just a coffee," he decides, "my liver can only take so much in one night." He leans back in his stool, rotates his head once to get out all the kinks, and cracks each of his knuckles in...

~ Forge The Fellstone dwarf eyes Forge suspiciously, his face scrunched in a massive scowl. His eyes move to the hammer at the belt of the massive dwarf, who is too busy drinking beers carrying on with his other companions to notice the newcomer. "What's it to you? It's the Mountain's hammer...

Jason's home Boston, Massachussets October 2002, around 10 AM Jason sat up slowly in his bed, tasting the alcohol on his breath. He still felt exhausted, of course, like he'd been running a marathon in his sleep and had only stopped long enough to wake up. Beads of sweat coat his face, his...

Grundle's, Ravenscraig Forge can detect the glow of minor enchantments on weapons and armour of various dwarves within his field of detection, but none that are overly powerful. Strangely, the ornately carved hammer seems to lack any aura of magic whatsoever. A little more confident, the...