Ironwood looked at the marvelous sculptures with so many details. The Marble-Lady stood very still as she poured the liquid from her jar to the ground she was stuck on. Her eyes staring down at the solid-liquid with a neutral expression. It was like her soul had been taken and left her body in the position forever. Ironwood always had a theory about sculptures. What if the artist left a message through these paralyzed actions of the marble-made people? What if they weren't just there for decoration or to be JUST seen? What if their paralyzed actions were telling us something? Of course, they couldn't speak. But they could show us... But Ironwood couldn't just stand there and think in the middle of a room.
Ironwood squinted his eyes and looked away to study more from the Art World.
His hands loosely latching together from behind as he walked slowly with a nonchalant look. His shoes tapping with each footstep through the quiet halls of the museum that held old riches.
It was no surprise that some of the ladies looked at Ironwood with needy kittenish eyes because of his partly unbuttoned blouse from under his black tux jacket. But all he did was a nod and kept on walking.
As he entered the most popular room in the museum, his body was slowly covered by golden lights that glimmered against him. Rays of heavenly beautiful lights danced around the more he kept walking.
Wall to wall was filled with tribal jewelry on display. It was even more incredible from where each jewelry came from. England, China, Australia- most of the outside countries were all in the same room.
But that's not what Ironwood wanted to see... He was here for the L'Incomparable. An African necklace that holds a golden egg-shaped diamond as it was held with small yellow shimmering flawless karats. Yes... there it was. Standing in the middle of the room. A beacon of light shown from the ceiling and hitting the necklace, making the yellow karats shooting tiny rays of light around the room. It was too perfect to touch... This necklace is what made this museum turn into a kingdom. Without its crown, it would be no longer be royalty.
Ironwood walked around as his shoes tapped the floor. He studied the jewel from the info board.
"That is a fine piece of jewel we're looking at", Qrow said through Ironwood's earpiece. "Gimme a closer look." Ironwood turned the tiny camera on the button of his tux jacket. "Oh ho ho! That is perfect! Look at that beautiful lady..."
"That is a true African Queen", Ozpin chimed through the earpiece.
"That's enough, boys", Ironwood said as he unclipped the camera from his button.
"Ah, cmon! I didn't take a good look, Iron Man!" Qrow groaned.
"Iron Man?"
"What? What's wrong with that?"
"His name is Ironwood..." Ozpin corrected.
"Duh, I know his name is Ironwood! I thought it would sound cooler as Iron Man."
"You don't like my last name?" Ironwood questioned with a cringe.
"I don't know, doesn't sound too cool enough. I guess I'm calling you Iron Man."
Ironwood shook his head in disbelief.
"How much do you think the L'Incomparable carries?" Ozpin asked through the earpiece.
Ironwood scanned through the info board and was amazed by the price.
"It carries £37,000,000", he answered Ozpin's question.
"£37,000,000?!" Qrow howled. "And this is why we're getting paid the big bucks, boys!"
"Ironwood, how many cameras are facing the L'Incomparable?" Ozpin asked.
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Heisters (RWBY modern AU fanfiction)
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