fandomhigh | Freelance Treasure Hunting, Monday, Period 5, Class #3

The class had been ~~handwavily~~ instructed to report to the Danger ~~Room~~ Shop for today's class. Vala was looking especially smug as she played with the dials on the machine and munched on an apple.

"Hello," she greeted them cheerfully, "and welcome to what I'm sure will be an enlightening afternoon for you. Today we will be dealing with how to obtain your treasure or priceless artifact, once you've located it. As I'm sure you probably already know, in many instances, people who collect priceless and historically important artifacts and works of art tend to have elaborate security systems protecting these items and making it more difficult--but, and this is important, not impossible--for an enterprising individual such as one of you to obtain or liberate them."

"So, in today's class, there will be a number of scenarios programmed into the trust computer imaging system here, and your assignment will be to free it from its unfortunate incarceration. Please be aware that there will be a number of alarm systems and surprises along the way. There is also a table with tools," she gestured towards a number of burglary tools that were nicely arrayed on a table at the side of the room in Vanna White-esque fahion, "should you require them. Also, feel free to ask any questions along the way, and either my charming minion-er, assistant-or myself will answer you as soon as we can."

[ooc: Please hold for OCD. *la la la la lalalalala* *shuts off hold music* Play away!]

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One of the guards returned unexpectedly (his keys were missing and he needed to find them quickly) and started coughing when breathed in the smoke.

Evie had completely not expected that, and started forward to actually apologize. Then she started coughing. "Blast." Oh, why hadnt's she put on the gas mask first? And maybe she should give it to the guard....

Eyes tearing and still coughing, the guard started shooing everyone out of the area, including Evie. It was still too smoky for him to see the mask.

Feeling absolutely terrible, Evie pushed the gas mask into his hands as he shoo'd her out, hoping he wouldn't think to stop her.

The guard took the gas mask, then chased after her, shouting, as soon as he realized the implications--only one person would have thought to bring a gas mask.

And that would be Evie, hurrying very very quickly for the exit, muttering, "Excuse me pardon me, oh dear, oh, blast," as she rushed for the doors. "Blast, blast, blast!" She pointed backward. "Crazy person! Run!"

The guard, still coughing and blinking, and consequently not running very fast, continued to run after Evie.

Evie felt badly about the smoke, but not badly enough to want to get caught. She put on a burst of speed as she saw the exit, held her skirts up so she wouldn't trip. Oh, please, don't let her trip!

And out the door she ran.

The guard stopped when he got to the door, but made a mental note of Evie's face and build so he could pull them off of the surveillance in case she made a return attempt.

Then he went back to find his keys.

Freelance Treasure Hunting, Monday, Period 5, Class #3

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