[hr][hr][center][h1][color=#00ccff]Nora Kingston[/color][/h1][img]https://68.media.tumblr.com/28577c336232aad3fb697adc8afb5c1a/tumblr_inline_miycemBe1B1qz4rgp.gif[/img][hr][color=00ccff][b]Location[/b][/color]: Garden City [/center][hr][hr]	Nora smiled, relieved to feel the lack of humidity on her skin. She had lived for Cairo for a year and a half, but she was a British girl at heart. She was far more accustomed to mild climates than the heats of Egypt. And it was indeed a beautiful day. The walk to the museum in Neema's company was far more pleasant than that of her previous escort, William Drake. She wouldn't be surprised if the man had fathered numerous children and had little knowledge of any of them, with the way he chased women. 

	[color=#00ccff]"Beyond what you have already shared with me, Neema, a hieroglyph appeared on several individual's jewelry, practically burned into the metal,"[/color] Nora answered, racking her mind through each and every development from the previous evening that seemed to be pertinent. [color=00ccff]"We believe there are more answers to be found in Bubastis, a cult center of Bastet, due to some glyphs with a cipher embedded in them. The cipher is designed with the marker of phi, the golden ratio."[/color]

	Yet as they walked, Nora could not help but realize how very little they understood about this situation. Each question they had even simply attempted to answer quickly created more and more questions, with almost no end to the confusion and the mystery. It was all incredibly curious and Nora attempted to find more things of note to share with Neema, yet they all appeared to be trivial or easily inferred to Neema. [color=00ccff]"To be honest, I had learned very little until I began a discourse with you, Neema. Ever since the Nile, I feel I have been swimming in waters I never even had dreamt of treading before..."[/color]