#TempleofVenegance

[therapardalis]

[Half-assed barely plotted thing for @templeofvengeance.]

Petrie Museum of Egyptian Archeology ... evening ...

Thera couldn't deny she'd been looking forward to this. Ever since the word had come around of a new visiting exhibit she'd been keeping a weather eye open, quietly using her credentials to gain access to the research department and, by the time the prize of the collection arrived no-one really noticed her sticking around after dark.

But now the familiar sarcophagus lay in pride of place in the main hall, its legendary golden Tablet behind the protective ropes alongside. Thera took a second to check over her shoulder to ensure that the security guards weren't around, then popped her head around the door. "Hey, kiddo," A call and a whisper all at once as she slipped into the otherwise quiet hall, "welcome back to merry England." She held up a bottle of ginger ale, "I brought you something for the jet lag."

Silence.

" ... Ahk?" Eyes flicked to a window to confirm it was dark outside, and a frown began to form. While she wouldn't blame him for being unhappy to be there ... it was also very quiet all around. Huh ... Thera frowned, moved closer to the Tablet; maybe a key was out of line? With a quick glance over her shoulder to make sure she was alone, she reached over the rope barrier to touch the gold ... and snatched back as if stung.

That wasn't ... Not stopping to look again she climbed all the way over the rope, squinted at the Tablet close-range. The texture was wrong, the keys didn't move ... Thera drew back, brows low and an uncomfortable feeling in her gut.

This is a fake ...

[therapardalis]

"Not to rain on anybody's parade, but clearly they've never been to Turin!"