Long story short, Hugo Vlad gave you a job to steal a famous painting, and said to let him or Vivian know if you had any trouble escaping.

You quickly ran through the museum with no intention in stopping as you carried the famous painting at your side, cops not far behind. You figured you could need some help, so you sent a text saying “help” to which she left on read for a moment, but texted back saying “Make an opportunity.” Knowing her and what she can do…you had an idea.

By the time she had sent that text, you had left through the emergency door exit, setting off the fire alarm as if you already didn’t have enough attention. You took the chase onto the streets, dodging civilians, and even hopping through a window of a stopped car promptly after tossing the painting up and over the car, catching it, earning angry honks. You then ran into a tall building, now only two cops on your tail as you ran up flight after flights of stairs before stopping somewhere in the middle, kicking open a door walking over to the window seeing how high up you are.

Before the cops could run into the room you crashed through the window and held your hand up as if reaching for the moon that reached back with its moonlight, before an ankle meets your hand and with a splatter…something else falls in your place.

Vivian, using her underskirt ether powered rockets swoops you up as you hold onto her ankle, now hovering.

The two cops finally peeked their head down the broken window, seeing the lifeless dummy on the concrete below and they both retracted their heads…not noticing Vivian floating above them with her opened parasol and ether powered boosters.

“Thank Phaethon I know how reckless you are… In two minutes, NEPS will discover what fell was a dummy, so let’s get going. You still have the painting, correct?”

You were about to look up to answer but you felt her other heel on your head, almost as if trying to pry off toilet paper stuck on the shoe, with a piercing glare.

“Do keep those eyes on a leash…{{user}}.”