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I am going to be taking an RL-enforced break from gaming for a bit. Sorry to leave everyone in the lurch. Good luck all.

Unfortunately I am going to be taking a bit of a RL hiatus from gaming in general. Every time I think I have turned a corner towards getting stuff back together it seems to be the wrong corner, so I'm going to step back for a bit. Good luck, all.

Flynn had been back out in the corridor while the treasure was divided, standing guard. He hadn't seen the book before, but now that they had a bit of time, things were different. "I can look that over as well- I've read a few scholarly works in my time..."

"Oh blimey!," Lane muttered. Drawing the sunrod out of her satchel, she banged it against the pavement to activate it, then tossed it into the open room. "Watch out! There are two little spider-machine things in there- one on the wall, and one over there on that pile of crates." On her turn...

Like Giuseppe, Lane stepped quickly back behind her larger and more violent companions- in fact, it was all she could do not to simply take off entirely. She was not, after all, very fond of this kind of confrontation... Sliding the ritual knife back into its sheath, she reached under her coat...

"We are watched," Lane's voice is a breathy whisper, as if she were just awaking from a pleasant dream. "There is an imp up on the roof- and while I suspect that explains the smell of brimstone in the air, it also seems likely that our quarry's dark works 'ave 'ad at least some success."...

Lane stepped forward to where she could get a good look at at least some of the warehouse- without getting too close. From whatever pocket in her clothing it normally lay in, she again produced that slender blade, this time lowly, almost reverently. She drew the edge carefully across the ball of...

So as far as Lane's reaction to Eli, and the idea of pyschic links: My original idea was that she can sense 'something' about Eli (due to her latent abilities), but she doesn't understand what it is (and that is what is making her skittish- possibly mixed with a concern about the 'popular...

IC post is up. Let me know if I need another Streetwise roll on top of the one on there. If anyone is using Insight, Lane fully intends to pay up- if nothing else, she will pay her own fee herself, but she is really hoping Giuseppe will cough up some of the lockbox money (even with the fee, he...

"Bloody savages," Lane muttered- it was impossible to tell if she meant Toby's gang or her own companions. "Just let me deal with this, right?," she said quietly- this time it was obvious that she was speaking to her own "friends". Then she stepped forward another pace or two, closer to where...

IC post incoming- please wait.

That is the fall-back ploy, if we can't negotiate out of it- remind Toby that he is at pretty close range, and that bows and crossbows don't match well with shotguns and rifles. And that you lot are all uncivilized trigger-happy foreigners...

During the brief confrontation at the crematorium, Lane had simply waited inside the door, listening along. Any police, even the corrupt sort found in that neighborhood, were not worth the risk of dealing with. With the crucial journal stowed in her bag, she was pretty confident that she could...

IC post is up- Lane is ready to move (And will advocate for this). Don't wait for another post from me during the next few days- I am getting ready for the Blizzard of Doom! (which may mean I get stuck at work, away from a usable computer, for an unknown span of time)

"I don't think I've ever even 'eard of some of these ideas," Lane said after a few more moments examining the book. "Maybe some kind of twisted mix of science and magic- like that tale that went around a few years back, 'bout some mad science-man using electric power to animate a dead body." She...

When Grynm returned from his errand, Lane gave him a quick glance- then blinked, and took another long step away from him (for the duration, she will be avoiding him as much as possible, and not very subtle about it). She followed the kobold into the office, and looked around a bit as he poked...

"I do not think 'e was stealing the bodies. In fact, I rather think we will find 'is body amongst the rest, if we find any bodies here at all. The spirits are quiet, not so you would expect if someone were taking liberties with their mortal remains." Lane looked around the room once more, but...

Once again, the young woman had slipped out of the conversation for a bit- but now the others were starting to notice something- it wasn't really as if she wasn't paying attention, it was more like she was paying attention to something else; something they couldn't see or hear. To an outward...

Also, because I totally forgot to do this earlier: Insight roll on our host, to assess her truthiness, 1d20+11= 22; roll http://www.coyotecode.net/roll/lookup.php?rollid=154378

Flynn moved aside to let Blaise get past, then glanced warily out towards the exit. He dropped the fouled pistol into his satchel- no time to fool with it now. Luckily he had other options... He drew his cutlass and held it ready- just in case. And he kept another pistol in his other hand- it...