[hr][hr][center][h1][i][b][color=b8860b]Reginald Keystone[/color][/b][/i][/h1]
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[hr][center][color=b8860b][b]Location:[/b][/color] Grand Continental Hotel -> Qasr El Nil Barracks [/center][hr][hr]

	Reginald regarded the words of his nephew carefully. [color=b8860b]"Quite, yes..."[/color] he responded. While he was sure that Lady Kingston was a keenly intelligent and resourceful young lady, he would still feel much better were she either present, or under guard. This day was mentally taxing, in unfamiliar and exciting ways. [color=b8860b]"Perhaps I should speak with Lady Munn about her. I was given to believe that they were getting along swimmingly; perhaps she may provide greater insight on the morrow."[/color] Well, there was nothing to be done about that now. The Lord Major had other duties to attend at the moment, not the least of which was to secure the safety of all the members of his new "Fellowship". Possibly even from each other. 

	As he exited the Rolls-Royce, a younger man in the NCO uniform of a Corporal (no, not that one) could be seen sprinting across the courtyard, small stack of papers in hand. He threw a breathless salute to Reginald, which was returned smartly by the older man. [color=b8860b]"Yes, yes. At ease, Corporal."[/color] said Reginald, prompting an expectant look from the louder, more exuberant patrol leader Corporal in the immediate vicinity. The Lord Major turned to the group of (mostly) civilians assembling before him, cleared his throat, and addressed them openly. 

	[color=b8860b]"Ladies, Gentlemen, friends and otherwise, here is where the slings and arrows of military protocol tie my hands and yours. You are all to be billeted in a secure area of this fortification, you see. Whereas I extend the hospitality of the British Empire, I must follow the decree of the His Majesty's Royal Armed Forces."[/color] 

	The gate closed behind them, locked and barred by personnel on duty. Reginald continued after the noise of it died back down. [color=b8860b]"I shall require every one of you not commissioned by the British Military [i]and further[/i] not assigned to this Barracks to follow our Clerk here to his office, one at a time. Take everything you intend to retain while on base with you. You shall be required to sign General Papers of Nondisclosure. You shall also have your person and your belongings searched for weapons and contraband; items that are not allowed in the secure areas of Qasr El Nil. This will be performed by the Corporal and two men of his patrol in a private room, adjacent to the Clerk's office."[/color] The Lord Major motioned to the more obnoxious Corporal, off to the left. 

	"Right away, Lord [b]MAJOR![/b]" he screamed, snapping to attention and jerking a highly motivated salute to his brow.   

	Reginald shoved his growing irritation at the mildly caustic man down, though with some obvious distress. While it was true that he wouldn't lose sleep after seeing the man drug from the back of an automobile through a cactus farm, he did recognize the man's spit-and-polish tendency to be thorough and enthusiastic about whatever job he was thrown into. He was a "results" guy. Damnit. 

	[color=b8860b]"Just go, Corporal. Quietly."[/color] 

	He sighed and continued his speech with the monotony of a man having done so many, many times. [color=b8860b]"Such items will be catalogued and stored in a safe place to be returned upon your departure. Items deemed illegal by the Crown shall be appropriated or destroyed, at the discretion of the Commanding Officer."[/color] He gave a moment for everyone to mentally prepare. As Reginald was fully aware, a sudden search could seem like a violation of personal space. As a military man, he had grown accustomed to it over the decades, but he understood the mild traumas of the event. [color=b8860b]"Results of the catalogue will be reported upward. Now, Miss Tarek? I'm sure you would prefer rest and privacy sooner rather than later. You may go first. Just follow the Clerk back to the main office, and report back to me after. I have secured spacious accommodation specifically for you overlooking the Nile, not far from my own billet. Madame?"[/color] he motioned to the offices. 

	[color=b8860b]"The Corporal is thorough, but respectful. All the same, [i]courage[/i]. And earplugs."[/color]