[hr][hr][center][h1][color=#00ccff]Nora Kingston[/color][/h1][img]http://66.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m76esoM7Mx1qalttgo7_r1_250.gif[/img][hr]Location: Bank of the Nile River (C10) ---> Egyptian Museum[/center][hr][hr]Nora's eyes watered, as she struggled to keep the pain from bubbling to her mind. The initial shock of seeing the two strangers had distracted her for a mere moment, and she continued to clasp her hand tightly, cutting off blood flow to that finger. Had she not been such a naturally quiet person, Nora would have been screaming and wailing from the pain--instead, tears shed from her eyes quietly, but she kept up a cool expression as always. 

[color=00ccff]"It's a pleasure to make your acquaintance,"[/color] Nora said, her voice steady. Haakon seemed to be rather sensible, yet Josephine immediately struck her as pretentious and foolish. Perhaps it was a cultural bias against confident women, or maybe just a genuine dislike of the woman. Her instinct was to run and leave, to withdraw into a quiet place and call a physician, once ready, to examine the wound. She fancied she felt a bit of blood on her hands, and she continued to squeeze her finger tightly, preferring its irritated protest at being touched over allowing the blood to flow to it. 

However, Haakon and Josephine's questions startled her. She had, of course, seen the ring floating like a specter in the watery depths of the Nile. But did she tell them she had seen it? Word would get out -- journalists would scandalize her family if Nora admitted to having seen an apparition in the water. Her family would be forced to send her to an institution, such as Briarcliff Home for Afflicted Girls, in order to save their name. They had already made it quite clear to her the stakes when she attended university for maths, explaining to her the exact institution she would be sent to. 

She bit down on her lip, the brand forcing itself to the front of her mind once more. [color=00ccff]"Yes,"[/color] Nora replied simply, honesty an intrinsic part of her character. At that answer, she quickly let go of her finger, only to grasp it again in a more comfortable position. Not pausing for Haakon and Josephine, Nora quickly began the dark walk towards the Egyptian Museum. 

By the time Nora arrived at the museum, she really wished she had gone to see a physician first. The branded finger was throbbing despite her best efforts, and she allowed herself to let out a small whimper of pain. She pushed open the doors of the museum, glancing around in search of someone who could give her help. [color=00ccff]"I'm in dire need of assistance,"[/color] Nora eventually said, to whomever greeted her upon entering the museum. She let go of her finger, allowing the brand to be visible. [color=00ccff]"Is anyone on hand who is well versed in Egyptology, perhaps? I'm afraid it's quite urgent..."[/color]