No, no, no! Talking to you was good, I'd rather do that than worry about this... Ugh, I could wait until tomorrow but...
[It's not supposed to be a big deal, Iona thinks. There was just a matter of that painted lady with her haunting smile and seductive eyes that's been jumping from painting to painting, enthralling her classmates with her perfect rendering, throwing them for a loop, and messing with their minds. She wanted it taken care of by herself.
Currently, she knows it's in the university art gallery in one of the smaller paintings. It hasn't moved yet and they were going to close up for the night. Locked up, campus security and police on their rounds as usual...
Goddammit. Iona sucks at logistics. "Everything will work out," is not a mantra that's been helping her, especially since the last time she had that mindset Oren and Michael were there specifically to help pick up the mess she made.
If she wanted it completed without having to bother anyone else, she would have to go in and steal it... Steal... Like a thief...
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[It's not supposed to be a big deal, Iona thinks. There was just a matter of that painted lady with her haunting smile and seductive eyes that's been jumping from painting to painting, enthralling her classmates with her perfect rendering, throwing them for a loop, and messing with their minds. She wanted it taken care of by herself.
Currently, she knows it's in the university art gallery in one of the smaller paintings. It hasn't moved yet and they were going to close up for the night. Locked up, campus security and police on their rounds as usual...
Goddammit. Iona sucks at logistics. "Everything will work out," is not a mantra that's been helping her, especially since the last time she had that mindset Oren and Michael were there specifically to help pick up the mess she made.
If she wanted it completed without having to bother anyone else, she would have to go in and steal it... Steal... Like a thief...
Iona glances at Thomas reluctantly.]
Mr. Durand...?