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[b][u]Aliquam: Academy of the Arts – SW Section[/b][/u]

[i]‘Oh, you know what, kid? Shut up.’[/i]

Lute’s eyes widened in alarm as Delilah snapped her fingers and muted Fabian just as the boy was finishing his umpteenth scream about Trixie’s hairstyle. They were interrogating him!

 Well, it wasn’t as if the scoundrel was actually giving them any useful information, but still…

“Your hair is very pretty. He’s just jealous,” The virtuoso huffed out at the girl. She didn’t seem to want to walk away empty-handed from this fight… But you know what? He supported that. Most of those gizmos must have been stolen anyway, and besides he was sure that Trixie would use them for good. 

Ah, wait.

“I swear to all that is holy, if you criticize her again I’m going to [i]permanently[/i] mute you,” Lute grumbled out as he released his hold over Fabian’s volume. Making the boy shut up using his skills were far too much of a waste of energy, to be honest. He turned to the girl instead and eyed the gadgets she had ‘confiscated’, also noting the new stance she took on.

“I’ll keep an eye out this way, then,” Lute smiled and turned towards the opposite direction Trixie was facing.

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[b][u]Aliquam: Academy of the Arts – N Section, Performance Hall[/b][/u]

The metallurgist hurried back to their captive with the two newly-arrived reinforcements, and none of them noticed the heavy oaken door freeze in place before finally drifting shut. Francesca arrived nearly the same time as Lucien and Tobias did, and while she initially planned to pick the intricate brass lock, one of the Guilders pulled the door open for the duo and well… It was like hitting two birds with one stone.

The woman wasted no time in finding a secure vantage point. Once she was certain that nobody had noticed her entry, Francesca hurried up the nearby stairs and alighted upon the balcony. She could now see the expanse of the theater, from the stage and the slightly lowered area where the musicians played from up to… 

“Oh, how uncouth!” The thief couldn’t help but murmur in shock and her hand flew to cover her mouth. These people… Why, they had Jay strung up and displayed in a cage of sorts as if he were vermin! “I…” Francesca inhaled gently and pressed her communicator. “I’ve arrived in the Performance Hall. Awaiting my next set of instructions,” She whispered as she sat down on one of the seats and crossed her legs, her narrowed eyes trained at the disturbing scenario over the edge of the railing.

[i]… Nobody should ever be trapped like that.[/i]