fandomtownies | The Fourth Dimension, Wednesday Night

~~Karla~~ Mistress Mayhem silently passed through the walls of the gallery, wrapped in sight and sound shields so no hint of her presence could be detected. She stepped carefully on air, hovering several inches above the floor where, no doubt, Sophie had installed pressure plates to protect her gallery. Cameras roved back and forth, but couldn't pierce the veil of her Craft.

Sneak sneak sneak sneak sneeeeeeeeeeeak sneaksneaksneak

The best thing about aural shields? No one could hear you humming to yourself.

The gallery was like being inside a treasure chest. Beautiful gemstone carvings sat on marble pedestals, just waiting to be approached and admired. Beams of light crisscrossed all around each pedestal, but Mistress Mayhem passed through each without fear--her shields wouldn't trigger them.

After a moment of thought, she decided that five carvings would be enough--she only had a small backpack, after all, and it wouldn't do to be greedy. A small shield around each protected them from harm--though she'd vanish the backpack if any real danger threatened--and she swiftly chose the five loveliest pieces to take with her. In each place she left a small bag of rocks from the beach.

And then she was gone, then entire process taking maybe ten minutes. Not a pressure plate had been pressed, a laser interrupted, or a trace left behind.

She slipped out of the building, dropping the shields as she did so, exulting in her daring plan.

Unfortunately for her, Mistress Mayhem was unaware of two things. First, Sophie had installed heat sensors on all of the pedestals, so if anyone got too close, they'd trigger a silent alarm in the Fandom Trooper Station.

And second, she was being followed by two shadows, neither of whom intended to let her keep her prizes.

[Fourth Dimension modded with permission. NFI. For the vigilantes and the Fandom police, please]

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The small alarm back at the station was politely letting the police know that there was a disturbance at the Fourth Dimension.

[For any police who'd like to react at the station, or the like]

"...why is something blinking?"

Look, Vimes wasn't exactly a technological genius.

Reese stared at the blinking light, not because she didn't know but because she did.

"We got crime!" Reese exclaimed shooting to her feet. "

The warriors in the shadows, watching all...

"Here she comes, TK," whispered Blossom as she hovered near Dinah and watched the gallery entrance. "She's good. I don't hear a single alarm going off."

Dinah was standing on air next to her, equally hidden, and kept her voice very low. "Nope. But then, we wouldn't, with what she can do." She tilted her head as Mistress Mayhem exited. "C'mon, Hyper. I think we have a thief to track."

Edited 2010-05-06 02:19 (UTC)

Blossom looked up. "I don't think we're going to have as much light here as we do in Baltimore, so we may lose her easier if we follow on rooftops."

"Right," Dinah breathed. "Footwork it is." She descended down to ground level, then grinned over at Blossom. "Think we can herd her into the park?"

"That's a good idea. Open area and not much stuff to accidentally break! Do we want to let her know we're on her now or see how far she gets?" Blossom floated down to the ground, herself, and peered around a wall to see if Mayhem was still in sight.

"I think we should see what she does-- we don't need to follow her back to a lair, after all," Dinah grinned at Momoko. "Ready?"

Bootheels might be sounding a little louder on the pavement now.

Karla glanced backwards, hearing the bootheels click. She didn't react, just kept walking until she was passing an alleyway.

And then she darted down it, jumping up on air again and running in silence.

Rubber soles, Dinah. Investment worth the money for a future PI.

"Let's do it." Blossom grinned back at her, then turned and sped up her steps a bit and hollered out to Karla. "Stop! You, in the, uhm, leather, with the backpack! Stop now!"

Wait, where did she get to?

Edited 2010-05-10 03:31 (UTC)

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