Arts & Sciences

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It’s a Saturday afternoon at the Aonach Collection, a fancy Gotham-Manor-House-turned-Public-Gallery, and Gemma’s just finished guiding a group of middle schoolers around the building. It was not a productive tour; most of the children were clearly uninterested, and the ones that did seem to be interested in the art preferred to try and wander off on their own rather than listen to Gemma’s explanations of the pieces. And one of the accompanying teachers had tried to be friendly with her, which made it harder to stick to her script. Fortunately the children have left and there are no more tours scheduled for the rest of the day.

She could go to her office but there’s nothing she really needs to do there right now. So Gemma’s taking the time to patrol the halls and galleries, occasionally checking in with the security and other staff members to see if there are any problems she needs to attend to, or observing the visitors. And one of them has just caught her attention- someone tall, with long dark hair, who’s standing before a portrait of a bearded man.

Gemma walks across the room, heels clicking against the floor tiles, and shifts to one side in an attempt to read the stranger’s expression at a discreet distance.