this is a robbery [closed]

[atouts]

Who: Childermass, Lambert, Cole, & Yuya.
When: Sometime later during the Harbinger invasion.
Where: The Wishmuth Museum of Art
What: The Harbinger of Fortune has his eyes set on ruining an exhibit opening for the museum's more lucrative patrons...
Warnings: Lambert's ass, Cole's TMI memory theater, and Yuya possibly wishing he'd chosen to team up with two completely different Guardians at that point in time tbh.


What would have otherwise been a quiet gathering of Wismuth's elite, to ooh and aah over the Wismuth Museum's newest additions, has ended up going a more poorly than anyone could have ever planned for. It all started with requesting to see the invitation of one man, having strolled into the reception in an indolent, uncaring manner. No one recognized him. No one was surprised when he told them he did not have one.

Surprise only came when the shadows all around them sprang to life before anyone could try and eject him.

Now the museum is surrounded by the flashing lights of cop cars and news vans, the radio and TV all announcing a strange hostage situation to add to the rest of the bizarre and dangerous events taking place in Wismuth these past few days. Not that the police can get in contact with the hostage-takers. Not that they can go into the building itself, either! The few who have vanishing just like everyone else who'd been in there before, considering their sole contact having been a short-lived emergency call from a security guard and then... nothing.

Overall, it's a mess all around the locked-down streets bordering the Wismuth Museum of Art.

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[hurtcomfort]

The problem with Cole's magic is that his weapons are also his familiar. And his familiar is currently lying on the floor on the other side of the room. He can't really do anything either and can only watch as Childermass takes off and starts flying away.

"There are potions at the carnival," Cole says, as he looks over at Lambert with a worried frown. On the other side of the room, Nigella gets to her feet and (slightly dazed) flies over towards Cole. "I can't help with that right here."

And he's not entirely sure Yuya knows how to treat stab wounds either. "We need to be somewhere safe."

[atouts]

And without anyone in pursuit, the giant crow smashes through the windows, adding more glass and debris to the hall below.

It's far enough away that the three Guardians won't have to worry about stray shards adding injury to even more injury, but Childermass is most definitely gone now. The lights that kept his shadow teleportation at bay aren't out here, in a nighttime city, and he's gone for good as soon as he finds a shadowed wall to fly through.

[whattaprick]

Lambert straightens when Yuya heads the exact opposite direction he wants him to, but any yelling is cut off by the sound of shattering glass and Childermass's unmistakable departure. He's furious -- for the second time this week, pursuit's cut off by his own injury -- and he turns to the other two.

"Cole is right," Pig pipes up, trotting over, seemingly unruffled. "We can't stay here."

Lambert looks around -- at the scattered cards, at the hulking shape of the cooled fire elemental now fused to the floor, the debris and the remaining cards Yuya still has yet to pick up -- and swears under his breath. He tugs the bandanna from his tail and uses it as a makeshift bandage to tie over his wound.