Chapter 7: The British Museum
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Rowena XXXI
2014 - London
It was an hour before sundown which Rowena decided to take the three to the museum.
Much of the British Museum was still full of staff and visitors, so it took Rowena some time for everyone to leave before the evening security came around. Hopefully, if they were quiet, and the Tablet was safely in the correct place: the museum wasn't going to fully come alive to alert the people in the security room.
Or so she assumed by how the Tablet's worked for the past decade.
Either way, Rowena was the Director of the museum - she had learnt to play around the rules in most of her lifespan. Maybe when she was still in her younger years she would follow the moral code that her parents and those around her drilled into her heart and mind. Though the world was not always good and evil. Taking advantage of her power was not the worse things she's done in her life.
Sometimes if she did focus well enough, Rowena could remember her father's voice.
"The world is a beautiful and dangerous place." He reached his hand into hers. "And you must accept change like a handkerchief."
Rowena was glad someone told her that. If no one did, she would have lived her entire life in hatred. Hatred for the childhood she was brought up. But with those simple words, she understood easily that Harold had tried to protect her from the world instead of hiding it from her.
Something she regretted doing to her own daughter.
Anyways, after they entered through the staff gates of the museum, she spotted a familiar figure heading out of the corridor from the changing rooms. Tilly Price was a member of the museum security, more importantly: the one that was in charge of the gates and the cameras.
Her blonde plaited hair was not hard to miss as she waved at her with a cheery attitude. "Hi, Dr Bates!" She greeted her. "Just about to start my shift."
"Hope it goes well." She kindly answered back. "Do remember to take a break between you and David."
The young security guard saluted before striding off to where she was set to work for the next several hours. Rowena could only wish that the young woman wouldn't notice what was happening inside the museum. She made sure of that by keeping the cameras glitching.
She had to thank Nick Daley for that idea.
Next to her, Larry pointed out. "Nice Nightguard."
Humming in agreement, she remembered the first time she met the young woman just two years ago. A vibrant girl, filled with passion that drew her and many others once she began working at the British Museum.
"She's a wonderful girl." Rowena smiled sincerely to them. "She's trying to save up some money to go back into education. Wanting to do Law - specifically at Imperial College."
"Wow...so, you know everyone then?" Larry asked her as they walked up the steps to the main halls of the museum.
She explained carefully, "I try my best as the head of the museum to know everyone. But since there are so many people going in and out I've only picked some names some time ago."
The past four years that she hadn't been in the British Museum had allowed a fresh set of faces in several parts of the museum. In particular, the senior curators and the newly hired ones. Those that have worked through the museum for the past several years of her time had either moved out to pursue another career or had taken the senior position. In turn, spaces now appeared which then led to new doctorates helping out in their certain disciplines.
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