Aliquam: Academy of the Arts: Northern Section A loud crash rang through the theatre, causing everyone to look around for the source. Aria was next to a door, having darted over to lock it before the thief could escape. As she stared through the darkness to try to find out where the noise had come from, a dark figure flew up from the seating area, screeching loudly.
Her first thought was something along the lines of
oh shit this guy's going to escape through the roof, until his descent, lit briefly by Simon's camera, had him landing back to the ground.
Aria quickly leaped over a few row of seats, only to see that a giant cage had been constructed around the criminal.
"You did it, Dylan!" She crouched down to examine the man, only to blink. This wasn't the thief they were searching for- so who was he? He had a mask, but that was about the extent of his resemblance to the Phantom. He had dark hair instead and a cool looking beard, and a much less flashy outfit. Dylan asked the question they were all wondering, while the illusionist just peered more closely at the guy.
"I don't suppose you're in cahoots with the Phantom?"
If there were more thieves, it certainly explained Lulu's and Moira's groups' dilemma.
The Academy of the Arts - Western Section"Please don't break down the room..."
The man in the rabbit mask grumbled quietly, giving the block in his hands another wiggle. Mattis had successfully slipped in behind the large woman, and was quickly trying to slip the charge into the nook without causing too much noise. The charge was rather bulky, and he couldn't shake the feeling that it was going to end up exploding in his hands. The clanking of the armor was getting louder, and he couldn't help but glance backwards at the approaching suit of armor. He couldn't tell if it could see him or was coming this way by chance, but he was going to end up cornered at this rate. So focused he was on the armor and the bomb in his hands that he barely noticed Moira's newly made substitute for a flashlight until it shone in his face.
He stared at them through his mask and they stared back, his magic haven been unfortunately too weak to fend off the focus of the two this time. Luckily the bomb had least finally clattered down into the hole, but the large man was caught in a corner between two people and some suits of armor.
Before the two of them could act, however, the shattering of glass distracted the three and they briefly ducked to try to escape the falling glass.
“Good work, Mattis.”Ah, of course he would be the one to make such a flashy entrance. The woman was quickly caught in a flurry of glass, and while the green haired man's attention was distracted Mattis shot up to his feet, darting up to the suit of armor and hefting it up. It clanked angrily but before it could cut him, he threw it at the green-haired man with a grunt.
"You're late," he frowned a the grinning masked figure, sighing. They'd hopefully have taken down the other two, which would free them to go help the others. It sounded as if Fabian was in trouble, and Mattis was getting antsy about the boy. He had a tendency to leap into things without thinking, much to the man's exasperation.