Take Me to the Moon 7.2
“I see what you mean,” Sakura told her cousin, Grayson. Grayson had invited her to the museum and arts center to see a sculpture that was on loan from a historically renowned collection.
While Sakura wandered the gallery on her own, Grayson had business with the restoration staff.
“Stop right there,” he said to the worker. “What are you doing?”
The man gave him a blank look, put his current work under a tarp on the floor, and then muttered something about work orders.
Grayson said, conspiratorially, as he waved at the statue, “Look, I won’t say anything to the uppity-ups, but this piece has major insect damage and if it’s not packed up by tomorrow mornings’ pick up, there’ll be hell to pay.”
“I didn’t realize there was a pick-up scheduled for tomorrow morning,” the man said, apologetically. “I’ll prepare it for shipping right away.”
Grayson gave him the details concerning the delivery man and the forwarding address for the sculpture.
Grayson found Sakura in one of the galleries upstairs, looking at some African and Asian contrasting art styles.
“I wondered where you were,” his cousin said absent-mindedly, as he rejoined her.
The next morning, Fearghus showed up once more at work, bolstered by Alyse’s pep talk, and determined to get his long-awaited promotion.
His first patient had an odd tiger-patterned rash and itchiness. A straightforward case of Itchy Plumbbob, requiring surgical treatment.
“We can fit you in today,” Fearghus said, cheerily. “How about, right now?!”
The patient, happy that relief was soon to be had, settled into the surgery contraption.
And moments later, without incidence, was well on his way to recovery.
Two days later, Grayson walked casually, but purposefully, to an old warehouse near the docks at San Myshuno.
A glamorous looking woman greeted Grayson and a blond business man. “The package arrived,” she confirmed. “Now you just need to come get it,” she said, nodding to the hefty strong man with a thin beard.
“I wasn’t sure if your credentials would hold,” the blond man said. “But you pulled it off anyway. Must have been your attitude.”
“I love it when a plan comes together,” Grayson said.
- Grayson pulled off his first theft of an expensive piece of art. In the game, he really just swiped it when the guy wasn’t looking, but I wanted to show it more as a heist, and in the game, I started a “club” for him, his crew, with the glamorous girl, a business man (fence), and the strong guy, for heavy lifting. They steal things and create mischief, as their club activities.
- Fearghus got his promotion! Now he can deliver babies, if any pregnant sims come to the hospital when he’s there.