Thread: [Batman RP] MusÃ©e du Louvre

Not many people would know about the event at the Louvre itself unless they happened to reside in the city of Paris or be a notable invitee. The night would pass and its visitors drift off to their respective resting places and homes, their money circulating to whatever outlets they believed it was intended for. It wasnt until a few nights later, when the public could begin to come in and admire what the party-goers had been privileged to attend first, that the display hit a hitch which struck up some obscure news presence in the world news. It was only a small section, granted, one that was greater in tumult and unrest within the halls of the official museum itself. They went to great lengths to prevent a thorough investigation, and thus publicity was very unwelcome. The lovely diamond necklace that Selina had pointed out to their visitor was safe and sound and being considered as an item to be auctioned off. What they had lost was far more valuable and a means to replace its cost was something the Louvre would thusly have to struggle to achieve. The genuine articles had been borrowed in good faith from their sources. Now they would have to find some way to repay their debt to the South American Society for Ancient and Historical Art and mend the distrust from their other providers in the meantime. Perish the thought that they would actually use most of the donations they had received to send it to the rainforest it was intended for to begin with. The thief itself was a more intriguing unknown. The few reports that they had been able to acquire form the guards stationed on the night of the robbery had been ridiculous. Either they did not see anything at all, or they joked that the stuffed cats had come to life. It spawned a series of playful speculations. The best reasoning they could come up with was that the archaic and cultish influence of the relics and talismans in the rooms. They infused the dead beasts to life and bid it to bring back the most priceless jewel to its homeland. How else would any thief ordinary thief know how valuable a common stone like tigers eye could be? The notes in the Gotham Tribune made a small entry on the front page to the theft at the Louvre, mentioning an aside that Bruce Wayne had made a donation to the event. Otherwise it might not have made the headlines at all. The rest was the same average reports. Crime rates were stable and rising slightly, the most notable criminals were jailed while others were unknown, the economy wasnt bad and it wasnt great either, classifieds and editorials and restaurant reviews were as average as ever. Much like the fiasco at the Louvre, the buzz and rumors about Batman were kept on the down low. Whether or not it was true that one of the big cats that had left the museum, to go back to Brazil or follow their best benefactor home, one found itself above the towers of the Gotham metropolis. It was rather fitting, how very black Gotham appeared in the night, no matter how many drab colors showed in the light. Under the moonlight though, the pearls in her clutch shimmered quite brilliantly, a chorus of security alarms ringing out into the night below as a few masked hoodlums scattered to their escape car. The sirens were already sounding, their peal ricocheting through the ravine between towers on their way. It was a lovely, cloudless night, all things considered.