Art Appreciation and Protection (Week 7, Period 2, 8/17)

[magdaofslovenia.livejournal.com]

A *handwavey* e-mail had gone out after last week's class, to inform them that the last one was meeting at the York Gallery in town. Standing outside, Sophie gestured behind her.

"You've all been a wonderful class; I hope you learned something about art history and appreciation that you didn't know previously. As well as the protection measures. I won't be teaching next semester, instead I've moved into the business sector." She cocked her head, and said, "This is my new gallery. Today, you're going to be a great help to me by testing my security measures as they are now. Hidden inside it are various small tokens, like this one." Sophie held up a small gold poker chip on a chain. "I'll be your fence for the day." She grinned. "Go in there, and retrieve as many as possible without setting off my alarm system or causing major property destruction, and you can exchange them for fabulous prizes. Just like a real heist."

She shoo'd them. "I'll be on the corner sipping coffee over there, awaiting the sounds of alarms. Good luck!"

[OCD on the way!]

Comments

Re: Outside the gallery.

[noearsyet.livejournal.com]

The roof was George's choice, and he was up on it in a flash, checking the windows to find the best to slip into. This? So his cup of tea, yes.

Re: Outside the gallery.

[magdaofslovenia.livejournal.com]

And looooook, that window there, locked, but not barred or shuttered. Very easy to open.

Re: Outside the gallery.

[noearsyet.livejournal.com]

Twas almost an insult, that lock was so easy t'open, and George took some time after he'd picked the lock to glance around for sommat else - th' wires or th'alarms or th' like.

Re: Outside the gallery.

[magdaofslovenia.livejournal.com]

And ohhhh look, a little box with a blinky red light across the room. Possibly a silent alarm? That needs to be turned off? Real fast?

Re: Outside the gallery.

[noearsyet.livejournal.com]

Right. He dove through the window, sliding over to the alarm to try to turn it off - switch? Button? Code? Had to be somethin' like that, right?

Re: Outside the gallery.

[magdaofslovenia.livejournal.com]

Buttons! Lots of buttons! Sophie hadn't change the upstairs code yet, so it was still Charlotte's default-- which meant it was *handwavey* to get to Dale. Who was not at the police station.

But it was kind of a cheap alarm; one really good bash might make the casing fall apart....

Re: Outside the gallery.

[noearsyet.livejournal.com]

George looked around quickly, trying to see where the alarms would go then, raising his fist, he punched the alarm, hoping it wouldn't send any signals if it broke.

Re: Outside the gallery.

[magdaofslovenia.livejournal.com]

The alarm made a noise like a dying flamingo, then the red light abruptly went out, as a battery popped out and rolled across the floor. Lucky for George.