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 Posted: Sun Jun 16, 2013 6:47 pm
Feeling that the mystery, as it were, was sufficiently solved, Glenda followed the security officers to the gallery.
"Ain't that a little off center?" She gestured at the 'artwork' with her cigar, and tried to adjust it.
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Posted: Sun Jun 16, 2013 6:47 pm
Tuck approached the painting that stood out and leaned in to get a good look as if to see if there was anything strange about the paint.
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Posted: Sun Jun 16, 2013 6:48 pm
[enter]
"I heard there was a body here, tragic really. I do so hope it's not anyone I know," doctor H purred smoothly as he entered the scene, eyes fastened on his watch. "Such a dangerous world out here, especially for ladies of a greatly advanced age, it's so terribly tragic..." his eyes landed Glenda. He stared a moment and then sighed with a distinct edge of disappointment.
"Ah...business calls, must be off."
[H out]
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Posted: Sun Jun 16, 2013 6:50 pm
Yes. Gallery. Please.
Heidi turned and fled from the body when they were told the gallery was ready for them.
That was weird.. "Why is the date after 'Circa' scratched out? Did the artist do that?"
She stared at the older woman messing with the artwork. "W-wait! She said not to touch anything.." What was she doing?! Was this woman even a Hunter?! Ohgodwhatwasshedoingtheyweregoingtogetintrouble!
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Posted: Sun Jun 16, 2013 6:50 pm
Someone in the room let out a breathy sigh, filled with longing and lots of fantasies about tie-ups and black turtlenecks and maybe whips, who knew.
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Posted: Sun Jun 16, 2013 6:50 pm
Jude just pretty much kept on following Maebe though when she approached the body he sort of hung back a good few feet. For one? This was a good suit. For two?
No thanks. He didn't care that he was acting like a prissy little girl.
"After you, O' Twisted One," he said simply to Maebe when it was time to investigate something else that wasn't a smelly corpse.
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Posted: Sun Jun 16, 2013 6:51 pm
Oh. A gallery.
Mimsy stared almost longingly at the doors that had been closed behind them. There was a cadaver on the other side. There was art on this side. What a tragic turn of events.
She lingered for less than a second near all of the pieces, finally settling on the final piece. It wasn't striking in any particular way, but the nameplate was...and they had only been instructed to not touch the actual display items. That very clearly meant that she could rub the scratched bit of namecard with her finger, thanks to nonspecific terminology. So she did.
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Posted: Sun Jun 16, 2013 6:51 pm
The alarms would start blaring, and would not stop until Glenda took her arms off the actual picture frame. The painting itself seemed pretty well painted. It was paint. Probably black paint. Or like charcoal black. Smouldering charcoal black on white canvas. The artist probably thought they were doing some sort of symbolism stuff on the painting, but stuff like that was usually lost to a general audience.
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Posted: Sun Jun 16, 2013 6:52 pm
Maebe turned around, grinning at being called twisted, but the grin fell when the doors closed on us.
"Well." She murmured, just as deadpan as ever. "That's it then. They're going to gas us. I for one have enjoyed my time here." She saluted the group.
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Posted: Sun Jun 16, 2013 6:53 pm
The part rubbed off revealed something rather interesting. It simply wrote (front).
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Posted: Sun Jun 16, 2013 6:54 pm
Ian frowned a little, tapping a finger against the side of his cheek. It was all well and good, being on a cruise ship - except when that cruise ship just happened to have a murder on board and now they were locked inside of a mysterious gallery with a weird looking painting that made absolutely zero sense.
He moved closer to the painting, eyeing it thoughtfully.
"Is there something more on the back, d'you think?" he asked to no one in particular, trying to peer around to the other side of it.
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Posted: Sun Jun 16, 2013 6:55 pm
Frowning at the nameplate, Mimsy cautiously tried to turn it over or look beneath it, because objects with two sides inevitably had a (back). This was what many years of studying physics taught her.
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Posted: Sun Jun 16, 2013 6:55 pm
"It's been a good three years or so," He patted Maebe on the shoulder. "Shame you had to die like this. Oh wait...We aren't gonna die...Just go deaf. Think you got the two confused. "
Everyone else seemed to be solving things left and right.
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Posted: Sun Jun 16, 2013 6:56 pm
Glenda stopped touching it.
"'Larms er workin'."
She then proceeded to walk around the room blowing smoke with her cigar, looking for those red laser alarm system lines like in the James Bond movies.
Or maybe it was just a natural consequence of puffing away like a small but determined train.
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Posted: Sun Jun 16, 2013 6:59 pm
There was indeed something on the other side.
And then oddly enough below it: OOC A series of four numbers is required!
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