[hr][hr][center][h1][color=#00ccff]Nora Kingston[/color][/h1][img]http://68.media.tumblr.com/6b54e862a0087f96f7f630af0191dcd6/tumblr_inline_mm9a2vaWm41rd1pdh.gif[/img][hr][color=00ccff][b]Location[/b][/color]: Garden City - Maratos Building at No.6 Walda Pasha[/center][hr][hr]Nora nodded, stepping over to the window with the clerk. She peered out as if it would help her to ascertain the meaning of the sirens, but it was a fruitless effort. She sighed ever so slightly as the clerk came up with nothing to explain the meaning of the sirens. However, as he addressed her by the courtesy title, Nora did frown ever so slightly. 

[color=00ccff]"Miss will do just fine,"[/color] Nora instructed. [color=00ccff]"The circumstances of my birth should not merit such a title."[/color] It was rare that she explained her cynical nature as to the entire peerage system, but this evening was a rarity in general. She enjoyed the relative escape from titles that Cairo provided, but there were always those who sniffed out the earldom in the Kingston family, and then began to address her differently. Perhaps it was an attitude inherited from her nurse as a young child, who cared for her when she was nearly dead--the same nurse who spoke Gaelic to her, teaching Nora the language as well as values. 

However, she was concerned for the safety of the Lady Munn. Yet what was she to do? If she were to leave the safety of the Maratos Building, she would merely invite danger upon herself as well. It would perhaps be better for her to stay where she was, and wait for the morning to make inquiries as to the safety of Lady Munn. She stepped away from the window, lost in her thoughts, as she took up her cigarette and light it. Taking in a long drag, Nora glanced back at the night clerk. 

[color=00ccff]"Thank you,"[/color] she said, nodding her head. While the information he had for her was slight, it was information nonetheless.