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Message: <blockquote data-quote="DanMcS" data-source="post: 731463" data-attributes="member: 6530">1/27/2003-2/2 (Sessions 8 and 9)We successfully brought back the Black Tome to our HQ in Columbus.  Daedalus brought in a friend of his to analyze it, Ebenezer Primrose, a scholar of the arcane from England.  Isaac, Wolfgang, and Mason were basically relaxing and recovering from our trip to Freeport.  Bronagh was, typically, nowhere to be found at the moment.Mason got a call from his exwife, April; she'd brought their daughter into town, the kid had some kind of rare condition and was having surgery in the next couple of days.  Mason hadn't bothered to give April his new address, or even tell her he'd moved, so she was standing outside his old apartment at a payphone wondering where in the heck he was.Mason hung up, looking shakey, and said she'd dropped the phone, he'd heard gunshots in the background.  As one, the three rose, grabbed the packs they had learned to keep handy, and headed towards the van parked out front.***The street outside Mason's old apartment looked like a mini warzone.  Parked cars, windows, and building walls had been spattered by gunfire.  Police were crawling over the scene like ants, taping off the street, and more were arriving every minute.Mason spotted a cop he knew, and went to talk to him.  Wolfgang went to check out the bullet hits, and Isaac took out his camera to get pics of evidence before the cops took it away.  He wandered around the outskirts of the scene, and saw a guy looking at him from the sidewalk."Help you, buddy?"  Isaac snapped a picture of some tire tracks."Are you a cop?"Isaac thought quickly- this guy was probably scared of cops.  "Nope.""Oh."  The fellow started to walk away.  Isaac winced, wrong guess.  Recover, recover..."I work for them, though, I'm a crime scene photographer.  What do you need?""I saw a van pulling out of here, they kidnapped a woman and a little girl.  I got the license plate."  Wow, this guy was a godsend!"Oh, that could be important, let me have that and I'll get it to the, uh, chief investigator, yeah.  You've done the right thing telling us this."***Checking the plate, it came back to be the same as the one that dark-skinned elf was driving when Wolfgang saw him.  We gave the plate to the cops, figuring the more eyes looking for it, the better.  Then we drove around the area, figuring he was associating with a local gang for muscle.We heard a notice come across our police scanner that the van had been spotted.  Isaac took down the address, and we were close; Wolfgang layed down the pedal and we beat the cops there.***We checked out the apartment complex.  It appeared empty, but the van was in the back, so they had to be here somewhere.  We disabled the van to prevent escape that way.  Wolfgang scaled the building and provided some overwatch as Mason and Isaac checked out apartments.  We weren't finding anything until Wolf walked across the wrong apartment roof, and bullets started coming up through the shingles from below.Isaac and Mason raced upstairs to find Wolfgang kicking in the door.  Rapid fire was exchanged in a crowded room, and it's amazing we weren't all killed.  We thought we'd hit them all, and then the room when dark.  Isaac felt his way towards the entrance.  There was an abrupt edge to the darkness, and outside he could see fine, so he covered the door.  Wolfgang and Mason swung their arms wildly, but couldn't hit anything except the wall.Mason felt his way to the far side of the living room, and in the hallway he could see again.  He went back the hall and found his wife and child tied up in the bedroom.  The window was broken out.  He cut them loose, and we all got out of the apartment.An engine roared to life in the back, and we came down the stairs and outside just in time to see a motorcycle roar past, the elf hunched low.  Isaac shot at him, but didn't think he hit him.We ransacked the apartment for evidence, and found a couple of machine guns and several cases of ammunition.  Looked like evidence to us, so we took it, and got out of there just ahead of the arrival of the cops.***Analysis of the confiscated materials revealed the bullets to be silver.  Stranger and stranger.Mason's ex isn't speaking to him, but their kid is going to be fine, the surgery went ok.  He thinks he's lucky on both counts.Edit: petals are on flowers, pedals are on cars.</blockquote>

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