- Aug 9, 2016
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Fitz's fingers were numb, despite the pleasant spring air. He rubbed them together and breathed on them, as though heat would bring back the feeling. The smell of alcohol and toothpaste mingled sickeningly in his nostrils.
Fuck, why did it have to be acting up today of all days? He had good days and bad days ever since what he had come to refer to as the worst Valentine's day gift he had ever received. And even though the bad days weren't coming as often as they did right in the beginning, they were still bad.
But he couldn't back out, rain check for another day. He was at the dorm of one Hedi van Essche, another student. A student who happened to be out today, making this the perfect time for what Fitz had in mind.
He could barely feel the lock picks in his hands as he worked, which made it all the harder to find the tumblers. But Fitz refused to give up, and doubled his efforts until he heard that oh so subtle, satisfying click.
He slipped inside just in time, hearing another group of students heading somewhere to study. The man in the green hat had his own studying to do later, if all went well.
The room was tidy. Which theoretically should make finding what he was here for easier. But it also meant that any misplaced items would be noticed immediately. So he had to steal with his eyes first. He especially didn't want to touch anything, assuming this Hedi character knew as much about magic as it seemed. Who knew what kind of disaster Fitz might cause by touching some weird magic item.
Strange magic symbols on the walls. Glowing, all of them. Stay away from those. A closet full of really nice, expensive clothing.
The desk had a bunch of jewelry on it. Fitz resisted the itch in his hands to pocket some of it. Again, it was probably all cursed or some other nonsense.
But the desk also had notes on it. Weird, arcane things that made no sense to the human. But it was a start.
Taking out the digital camera he had brought, Fitz started taking pictures of the notes. And the symbols on the walls too, for good measure.
Fuck, why did it have to be acting up today of all days? He had good days and bad days ever since what he had come to refer to as the worst Valentine's day gift he had ever received. And even though the bad days weren't coming as often as they did right in the beginning, they were still bad.
But he couldn't back out, rain check for another day. He was at the dorm of one Hedi van Essche, another student. A student who happened to be out today, making this the perfect time for what Fitz had in mind.
He could barely feel the lock picks in his hands as he worked, which made it all the harder to find the tumblers. But Fitz refused to give up, and doubled his efforts until he heard that oh so subtle, satisfying click.
He slipped inside just in time, hearing another group of students heading somewhere to study. The man in the green hat had his own studying to do later, if all went well.
The room was tidy. Which theoretically should make finding what he was here for easier. But it also meant that any misplaced items would be noticed immediately. So he had to steal with his eyes first. He especially didn't want to touch anything, assuming this Hedi character knew as much about magic as it seemed. Who knew what kind of disaster Fitz might cause by touching some weird magic item.
Strange magic symbols on the walls. Glowing, all of them. Stay away from those. A closet full of really nice, expensive clothing.
The desk had a bunch of jewelry on it. Fitz resisted the itch in his hands to pocket some of it. Again, it was probably all cursed or some other nonsense.
But the desk also had notes on it. Weird, arcane things that made no sense to the human. But it was a start.
Taking out the digital camera he had brought, Fitz started taking pictures of the notes. And the symbols on the walls too, for good measure.
