The Museum 1A

It was dark but Gage has learned a new ability, one that he is more than happy to use here. His eyes gain the faintest green back light, barely putting off light that would be visible to the naked eye but to him the world suddenly became a brilliant shade of greys and blacks. The glow in his eyes are actually his eyes putting off the faintest amount of reiatsu, that energy going out and stopping on any object that is in eye shot. His vision, able to see Reiatsu can see the energy having stopped on anything so in essence it is similar to having a Reiatsu based flashlight that puts off energy rather than light.

The room itself seemed to be a private study for people that need to be in a more private setting than in the main museum. The far wall, covered from floor to the ceiling in shelves and what looks like either a collection of tax law books or possibly an encyclopedia set, is the only thing in the room aside from the table that he had to scramble over to get in. An interesting flaw with his vision that he was not able to realize before is that he cannot read anything in this state, the energy not adjusting itself to the ink on a page so everything just appears blank unless the writing is indented into the paper.

Walking over to the door leading out he gently tests the handle, the unlocked door being well greased and opening ever so quietly and slowly. Peaking out into the hallway the sound of people at the front of the building echo all the way down the hall and to him. If he remembers correctly the front entrance is a massive foyer, a set of stairs leading you to the second floor.

And that is just what the man did, keeping his eyes out of the corner he diverts his attention to the key in his hand, inspecting it for details that he may have missed before. By the time that the man had passed by Gage takes off the necklace, tucking it back into his pocket, lifting the veil of fear from the man again. Staying in the corner of the column Gage continues to hide while the man stops and looks back, wondering why he felt so much fear from something that might be hiding in the shadows of the hallway. Grinning to himself he listens to the footsteps continue down the path to the stairwell and down the steps.

"I have the key, we can go." Gage steps out silently and starts on his way to follow the man, keeping to he darkest route he can manage. At the top of the stairs he watches the men from the armored truck start unloading crate after crate onto a cart. Then one man would take that cart and roll it over to the Night Watch who would look over the boxes and sign in whatever there was. This whole process was completed quickly with little conversation or discussion save for one man commenting on how there was one particularly small box. If that is the mask then this is going to be easier than I thought. Waiting until the man checks the box in and signing the last of the paperwork he locks the door to the storage room, the large double steel locks snapping shut.

Taking cover behind a column again he hides while the night man locks the front door behind the delivery men and heads upstairs to lock up the key to the storage room. If Gage wanted to get into the storage room and poke through some of those boxes he would either have to have a way into the room or he would need that key. Lucky for him though the door would not pose too much of a challenge, no doors really do, as all he has to do is unlock the lock internally. In all reality it was better than having his own master key.

Reaching into the box Gage finds what he has been waiting for all day. The Domino Mask of Sight. Shiryoku No Masuku. There are a few other names that it goes by in the world but all of them escape his memory at the time. The mask itself appears to made of a soft black cloth, molded at the eyes and bridge of the nose so that it forms to the face. At its sides a length of black cloth is long enough to reach up and wrap around the back of the head so that it can be tied and hold the mask in place. Surprising that this item is what he has been looking for, so small and simple. Reaching in and touching the mask Gage uses a small spark of Soul Communication to see what he can find out about the mask.

Normally in this situation he would be able to get a small glimpse into the items past, flashes of some places in its life along with a few notes on how the item itself felt on those moments but not now. All Gage was able to get out of the mask was a quiet giggle, a small chuckle in the back of his mind that almost made him feel like the mask knew that he was poking and prodding at it. Perhaps this mask was more than it seemed but that would make sense, no one would want a mask this badly if the mask was just like all others. This mask had to have something about it that was important enough to get the attention of 'Polarity' and its benefactors in on its retrieval. Taking the mask Gage sets the lid back in place and pushes each of the nails in one at a time until the lid appears to be sealed up for the first time all over again.

Turning and checking over his shoulder Gage looks to make sure that he is not being followed when a solid shove to the chest stops him in his tracks and makes him back track staggering slightly. Turning back to the front the street is empty, the small group of people that he was travel behind now gone somehow but in their place a single older man is there to replace them. He must have been the one to shove him, most other people not having the strength or even a reason to shove him. But perhaps he wasn't paying enough attention, maybe he happened to bump into the man and just lost his balance. "I'm sorry, I must have not been watching where I was going. I have-" A wave from the man dismisses Gage mid sentence.

"Do you have the mask?" Who was this man? His outfit was formal, suit and tie like someone from the American government, his hair neat and combed over. He was an older gentlemen, his hands calmly at his sides but it was obvious that from his request for the mask that he was in fact someone that knew more than most. The thought suddenly struck Gage that he had landed square on the mask, he could feel the material underneath his right butt cheek.

"Who the hell are you?" His suprise from landing on his butt has faded away and been replaced with a mild sense of anger and embarrassment. If this man was going to rob him then he was about to find out that it was going to take a good amount more than bumping into him and making him land on his butt to make him fold. Standing up Gage can feel his hands locking up as he starts making a pair of fists.

"Oh uh hello sir, I didn't mean..." Charilus waves off his inept apology, he seemed un-phased by Gages half hearted insults.

"No, there are forces in play here that would make you have nightmares. Do you have the mask?" Gage's hand drifts to his back pocket onto the mask. Should he hand it over? Company policy is that the item in question not be given to anyone but the Mission Administrator and they are not open until tomorrow. He could hand it over right now but if he does he will not get paid.

"Yes its right here." Holding up the mask Gage is hesitant to give the mask to Charilus, he needed that money but this man could very well end his job with all of Polarity. Behind him his dealer, Omar, speaks up. "Charilus, please, you know that this is not how this works. You have to wait. Yalana will get the mask and it will be hand receipted to you once Gage gets paid. Besides, you don't want to rob him of the Companies Proficiency Points do you?" Gage looks at Omar, he had no idea what he was talking about, company proficiency points or even the hand receipts. The whole thing was a good deal more complicated than he thought.

"No, I do not want that." Charilus takes a deep breath and continues. "That mask is more important than anything you have ever been involved in. You make SURE that it gets to Yalana. Otherwise I will be coming for you." Gage takes a small gulp, if this was indeed as serious as Charilus was making is seem then perhaps he would do better to hand the money over and just find some other income for a little while.

"Yes, it will be finding its way there." Gage puts the mask back into his pocket again, making sure that it is tucked away safely.

"Well you make sure that it does." With that Charilus is gone, a green circle of light being all that is left. It had to be some form of Stepping technique that replicates the Shinigami Shunpo, it was actually rather interesting and it left more questions that he wanted to have answered that would most likely be directed at Omar.