Actually I’m kind of surprised that our resident magician doesn’t immediately suggest that maybe magic is involved, because it obviously is and we already know he’s considering it from the fact that Sakura is the only witness so far, but maybe he’s waiting for another hint before saying anything about it.
Regardless, they can’t see anything, so they give up and go back I guess?
OH HEY. HEY THAT ISN’T SUSPICIOUS AT ALL WHATSOEVER. ANGRY TOWN MILLIONAIRE RIDING OFF ALONE IN THE WOODS TO THE DILAPIDATED CASTLE THAT NO-ONE CAN ACTUALLY GET INSIDE WHERE THE MISSING CHILDREN MIGHT BE HIDDEN.
“It would be easy to dismiss the possibility that Hui Shen visited Central America [in the fifth century A.D.] were it not for a strong influx of Buddhist and Hindu elements that appear in Mayan art at this time. Suddenly, Mayan bas-relief figures are depicted on lotus thrones, sitting cross-legged like meditating Buddhas. There also appear multiheaded deities similar to multiheaded gods of India. Moreover, the detailed bas-reliefs at Copán, Honduras, show priests dressed in diamond-patterned ceremonial robes that bear an astonishing resemblance to traditional Tibetan Buddhist robes.”
Of course, she isn’t supposed to be here. More often than not, that seems to be the case. That won’t prevent River from acting like she belongs, and she manages a good long while like this. But all good things must come to an end, like the old adage states, and she finally happens upon someone who looks as if she actually does belong here. So River flashes her most charming smile and gives a quick nod of the head.
❝ I believe they’re looking for you downstairs. ❞
They’re not – whoever they are – but it’s the first thing that popped into her head.
There’s a slight ‘swish’ emanating from the fabric of her skirt as it flits around her hips, but that’s the only sound she makes. CAUTION keeps her silent as she searches for the missing artifact. She’d come across traces of it in her research, but it had been lost in an exchange of hands during a murky point in it’s history. Through painstaking attention to details in the records, she’d traced to here and now. And she wanted it. It would be a nice addition to the growing collection at the University. That, and one other reason. It shouldn’t really matter how she acquires it. THIEVERY is such a droll way of putting it. She’s much rather of the mind that she’s adding to the object’s charm by adding to it’s long string of owners.
The operation is going splendidly – she’s certain that she’s escaped detection, and a swift and uncomplicated exit is nearly assured. But, then, of course, she happens to hear a footstep. Fighting the urge to sigh heavily – she had been so close – she settles for an exaggerated eye roll before turning, an unapologetic smile lighting up her features.