[center][h1][color=tomato]Wukong[/color][/h1]

[i][b][h3]Monke x Safe: 18+, Casual, Fantasy[/h3][/b][/i][/center]

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The female esper gave a nod to her compatriot as Valkyrie said she would be heading downstairs. It made sense to reunite with the others, get things settled and all. Wukong herself wanted to head down too, though the itching at her brain about the accursed safe was not going to cease either. She'd already rationalized juuuuust enough sense into doing it by now, enough to not just try to escape the feeling by de-transforming.

However...

[quote=Merry][color=orange]"And oh, uh... great job out there, thank you."[/color][/quote]

The thanks and smile took the simian esper by visible surprise before she could react further or even look away. Truth be told, she'd tried to just keep her ally alive without much other thought invested into it. It was what felt right, though not all such attempts were guaranteed to work...she knew that firsthand. She'd seen it go wrong. 

And yet...it was kinda nice to hear in this instance. But it reminded her of other things as well.

After her ally was gone, Lilliah immediately turned and examined the safe, chasing the prior train of thought out by giving into the monkey-like curiosity. She made a point of looking at the drilled bits and structure with care, looking for weak points or hinges or such. If drilling and other methods did not work, why not a blow from an esper's weapon? It was worth the attempt. Worst case scenario, she'd have to problem solve until something worked on it...or until nothing did. In that case she could at least curse at the monkey brain her esper form seemed to try to afflict her with.

With that in mind the esper stood up once more, taking a trained stance and swinging her staff in a precise blow to try to smash into the drilled part. Not too much force, not too sloppy or rushed either, but trying to gauge it just right to smash the drilled lock to pieces. Maybe.

Lilliah thrust her staff at the lock repeatedly. Slowly at first to build up her accuracy, then she began to push with more force once she felt she was hitting it’s sweet spot. The safe creaked and moaned with every blow. The top of the safe rocked back and forth as Lilliah attempted to drive her staff deeper inside the safe. With one final thrust, she was able to hit the safe’s sweet spot and cracked the bottom housing on the lock open. Now she had access to the locking mechanism. Though the girth of her staff would not be able to fit inside the small opening, and wouldn’t be able to satisfy the conditions required for opening the safe. Though it was just the right size for something smaller, like her finger.

The esper would allow the faint trace of a grin to appear on her face, though actively tried to repress any form of excess excitement. She had to be serious, as this was still a serious thing she was doing here. Well, if one considered busting open a safe out of supernatural curiosity and due to Viper’s words as being any kind of ‘serious’. Even so, she would squat down in front of the safe with her staff in her left hand and her right hand trying to reach through the smaller hole to get to the locking mechanism. She would try to get it open in this manner by very carefully fiddling with the locking mechanism from the inside with her finger, unless it for some reason refused to budge.

The safe had been pushed to its limit. It simply couldn’t take the monkey pounding and playing with it like that any longer. The safe let out a creek and a pop before it released it’s door, allowing Lilliah to access its depths. 

Inside were several files and boxes, likely records of some sort. Among them was a tupperware container filled with money, a bottle of wine with a prime vintage, and the box Viper had mentioned. Just as she said, it would be green and wrapped in a gold and red bow. It was of fair size too. It was taller than the wine bottle was, and filled half the shelf it was sitting on. 

Lilliah looked at the non-file contents with a certain curiosity, the container with money, the wine, and box Viper noted that is, before carefully moving to pick each thing up and examine each one personally before stowing them away on her person. Most importantly, the wrapped box Viper had mentioned was kept the best hidden out of them all. It looked like some Christmas gift, or birthday surprise, but why was it kept in this safe in the Commissioner’s Office of all places? Was it a bomb or bioweapon? Something to be handed to Viper by the Commissioner before all this went down as a gift for some reason? She had no idea, but for the time being she forced herself to tuck that particular item away on her person especially safely and securely. The wine and container with money, however, would be quite the catch to keep or give out in the meantime. 

N-Not that s-stealing was good or anything! She silently cursed at the simian impulses in her esper form’s brain, but in the end simply let out a sigh. Merry and herself [u]did[/u] deserve a treat after all of this nearly getting blown up business, right? Right. She could use her own money for food, and the wine would be the icing on the celebratory cake! Maybe the money from the tupperware container could go to some local charity or anonymously to some other charitable organization otherwise. That would at least be better than it being in the hands of criminals, eh?

Still, as the esper felt a small bit of satisfaction enter her mind she returned her gaze inevitably to the files. She was not going to take them, at least that was the intent right now, but…hmm. No, a little thumbing through them wouldn’t be bad, right? See if any familiar faces were in there, Viper or the criminal leader (she’d already tossed his name aside within her mind for the moment being) or otherwise. Nothing in-depth, just enough to scan them over. With this in mind, the esper would try to pull out and thumb through the files to see if anything interesting popped out at her.

The only thing that Lilliah would find in the files were some of the more sensitive information that the commissioner likely didn’t want to display to the rest of the station. Files on undercover agents, documents pertaining to payroll, things of that nature. The sort of stuff that wasn’t of much interest to an ape but was very interesting to criminals or nosy co-workers. Without knowing their real names, she couldn’t verify if Viper or the criminal leader were in here somewhere. Viper was an esper, so her appearance didn’t match anything in the safe. 

After finding nothing of notable value in the files, at least to her eyes, the simian esper would ultimately put the files back just as neatly and gently close the door of the safe before heading downstairs to meet with the others. 

Besides...she had a trip to make later.