SirPrimalform: I
try poking my brain spoon into the lock. OOC: That's what SHE said....but anyhoo back to the main course people:
Contemplating what to do, you recall your youth and the days spent trying to break into the school snack machines to get free goodies here and there, and other assorted bits and bobs of petty thievery. Taking your trusty brain spoon in hand, you jam it into the lock along with an unbent paperclip you grab off the desktop......carefully you twist and pry, hoping to hit the right spot and possibly get at the "treasures" lying within.
"C'mon you piece of shite.....come to papa." you think to yourself as you fumble with your improvised pick set.....manipulating the lock's fiddly bits as best as you can while working ever onward. You are about to hit the last tumbler and get the blasted thing open when something goes horribly wrong. Suddenly the paperclip breaks off inside the lock, and the tumblers reset and jam somehow against the broken piece of paperclip.
"Shit shit shite." you grumble as you wonder what to do next. Sighing and looking at the lock in desperation you notice that the edge of the drawer is not flush with the underside of the desktop, and you can see the latch keeping the drawer locked. Grabbing your brain spoon once more you work it against the latch and try pushing it to the side, hoping against all hope. Will it work?
Success! The drawer is now open! Opening it carefully and with baited breath, your eyes scour the inside of the drawer as soon as it is laid before you. Inside you find more of the same, for the most part.....blank forms and papers such as the ones you found on top of the desk are stacked inside the drawer, along with what appeared to be a
small metal lockbox in between the stacks of forms.
"Now what could THIS be?" You wonder as you take the box out of the drawer and lay it on the desktop. The box itself seems to be made of iron, but is not overly heavy, and is approximately 10 inches(long) by 6 inches(wide) by 6 inches(deep). It appears to be locked, for all intents and purposes, as if mocking your recent win against the desk drawer you pried it from.
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Further OOC: I'm surprised not ONE player so far has gotten the subtle influences i've been weaving into the story so far.