[hr][hr][center][img]http://fontmeme.com/embed.php?text=Deeper%20Than%20The%20Sands:%20Chapter%20One&name=prinp___.ttf&size=30&style_color=f7976a[/img][hr][@rivaan] [@Pundii] [@Morose] [@FantasyChic] [@Nallore] [@Sigil] [@ONL][hr][h3][b][color=f7976a]October 4th, 1924 - 9:45 A.M. Local Time[/color][/b][/h3][hr][/center] 

	[color=f7976a][b][i]Barracks:[/i][/b][/color] Aziza smiled over towards Harry gratefully. He was being so kind to her and understanding. The fact he was willing to stay by her side through anything that seemed to come towards them put her at ease. An ease she had never remembered feeling during her life. Sure she had felt safe when she was around the Lord Major, well after they got to know each other. He was good friend. But there was another level of comfort she felt when she was near Sgt. Walsh and she had to wonder if this was how she was supposed to feel. How people felt when they were not in constant terror. Either way, it was a feeling that she did not want to go away. 

	As he explained the foods from his country she nodded and picket a few small things here and there. A couple ones that she grew up on and that were local. Dates were a must in the morning and she poured a cup of the so called Builders Tea the Lord Major had spoken off. He seemed to truly enjoy it, she wanted to see what all the fuss was about. A few more items from England and she was satisfied with her plate. It was not much in comparison to others in the group, very little actually but to her it looked like a feast. Biting her bottom lip and before she made any move to go back to the table she looked up at Harry a tad nervously. [color=a187be]"I had dream last night. I was in Sahara, there was a cat. And others,"[/color] she said quietly to keep others from hearing her. Leaning in some she whispered against his ear. [color=a187be]"And you."[/color]

	Out beneath the tree Vera stood there staring at William. Peter turned to see him as well and cocked a brow, wondering what he was doing there. When Vera saw the smile come to Williams face she couldn't help but return it yet her smile fell as quickly as his when it did. What had she expected? Him to come speak to her? To have some moment where he interrupted what her and Peter were discussing, some how letting her know she was more than just a conquest. Of course not, that was ridiculous. William was not that sort of man. 

	[color=82ca9d]"Wonder why he is here,"[/color] Peter said before shrugging as the group continued passed them and headed towards the Officers area where his uncle was having breakfast. Shaking his head he turned his attention back to Vera and smiled at her. [color=82ca9d]"Darling?"[/color] he asked, trying to get things back on track. Vera stood there for a moment before blinking and looking back over to him. He was a kind man, good breeding, titled. He was everything the ton would approve of and there would be no scandal. 

	[color=f7976a]"Yes..."[/color] she said. Peter's eyes lit up and he embraced her, holding her tight but Vera could only barely wrap her arms around him. Her eyes following William as he was shown into the building. 

	"Lord Major," the lead guard said before leaning over and whispering into his ear, letting him know what was going on and handing the slip of paper he had been handed at the gate. "And Mr. Drake is here to speak with you as well sir when you have a moment," he added as he righted himself. At the door Peter lead Vera into the room with a bright smile on his face. Vera looked ill. 

	[color=f7976a][b][i]Garden City:[/i][/b][/color] Neema listened and nodded. It didn't surprise her. Somethings were just known and this was one of those moments for Neema. "Oh yes, very good. Well, maybe not. It depends on how you look at it. You see, when you are born you are born beneath a star in time. A god or goddess. Those born within those times have certain things in common with the higher," she explained. "You are the Nile. [url=https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hapi_(Nile_god)]Hapi[/url] is your goddess. Very good goddess, very good. Calculating, logical, brings life. Some say man, I say her." 

	Waving her hand she dismissed the gender speak. "You have mark of Bastet. You need to find her, or him. If you have been called then others have been as well. You are Maji, protectors. You must protect the Bastet. If called something evil is happening. The blood, yes the blood. A plague on Egypt. You must stop the plague. You have to find the Bastet," she said before taking a sip of her tea and picking up a biscuit. Taking a bite she looked as if she was discussing the weather or someone's meal, not like she was discussing gods and magic.  

	[color=f7976a][i][b]Shepheard's Hotel:[/b][/i][/color] "Yes of course Miss Mosi," Hakeem said with a smile. "It will be 577 Egyptian Pounds per week," he said before jotting down some numbers. "We also accept British pounds and American dollars. Which is 25 British Sterling or 32 American. Payment required upfront of course. If you should need to check out before then I can refund any unused portion," he said once he finished his calculations. Setting his pen down he smiled up at her. It was a little pricey but it was on the mark for the hotel and the area. It was obvious he wasn't trying to gouge her. "And of course, we can always extend the stay," he added as he checked the registrar. 

	"Now, if you will just sign here and place your name on these tags I can stow your luggage and have it delivered to your room this afternoon," he said as he handed her a slip of paper with the cost and what amenities the hotel had as well as some paper luggage tags for her to fill out. "Your room should be ready for you to check in fully by 3 P.M. Is there anything else I can help you with?"