Skulking around beneath the notice of the assembled museum staff turned out to be easier than he thought. Jakob easily towers over them, and yet for the most part the personnel don’t seem to notice that they’re even there, although he makes sure to keep in front of Ruri anyway, just in case her divine presence might alert them somehow.
He’s still in the process of understanding how this whole afterlife thing works, after all; but it is a relief to know that they don’t have to knock somebody out and steal their uniform to sneak in.
“There,” he whispers, having located a guy who looks like he’s in charge, and who happens to be walking briskly away from the scene. And though they’re on his trail, Jakob still doesn’t know what to expect, and so keeps his knives out. He’d expected to find a guardhouse somewhere, maybe, or a barracks, or even…
He takes a moment to peer behind him. “Would an ambush here be likely, milady?” he inquires politely.
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He’s still in the process of understanding how this whole afterlife thing works, after all; but it is a relief to know that they don’t have to knock somebody out and steal their uniform to sneak in.
“There,” he whispers, having located a guy who looks like he’s in charge, and who happens to be walking briskly away from the scene. And though they’re on his trail, Jakob still doesn’t know what to expect, and so keeps his knives out. He’d expected to find a guardhouse somewhere, maybe, or a barracks, or even…
He takes a moment to peer behind him. “Would an ambush here be likely, milady?” he inquires politely.