[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] Qasr El Nil Barracks [/center][hr][hr]
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	Reginald turned his head to address the representative from Cairo Prison. [color=b8860b]"Certainly, old fellow. Only half a moment more, I assure you."[/color] He then looked to the Corporal, a man who almost gave himself whiplash with the urgency with which he stood at attention and saluted. [color=b8860b]"Corporal, you are to act as escort for these two persons, see to their interests in the interim. They shall join [i]this[/i] gentleman for an interview at Cairo Prison. Oh! Fetch a man from Legal and a driver to accompany and take something reliable from the motor pool. Ah, poppycock; take the Ghost. As I recall, our guests did not have the luxury of the Rolls-Royce's dulcet suspension last evening. Meet them at the front gate, Corporal."[/color] 

	The highly expected (but no less jarring) bellow of "Yes, Lord [b]MAJOR![/b]" sounded with impressive decibel from the man, who saluted hard enough to bisect a tombstone were one in the way, and took off at a run. The Corporal was already yelling orders to nearby Privates in [i]amazingly[/i] brutal vocalizations, even before the door swung back closed. 

	[color=b8860b]"Miss Clark, Mr. Elvsgaard, rest assured that our present difficulties are separate from this issue, and for my part shall be treated as such. Not forgotten, but temporarily shelved as pressing issues are afoot. Now, I am assured that this is a simple interview, but I am not the grand authority in this venture. Nonetheless, every legal effort shall be made to get you back to his base after your meeting is concluded. For the present, you shall escort this professional gentleman, and my men shall escort you, at the command of my most vigorous non-commissioned man."[/color] 

	The Lord Major was nothing if not proper. Plus, by giving the reins over to the Corporal, Reginald had assured himself of at least a little time without having to deal with his drama, nor that of his guests, allowing him to begin his phone calls and requisitions for their upcoming adventure into the unknown. Peace and quiet aside, for all of his noise and bluster, the non-com took whatever job he was given with proficiency and gusto. He'd see to their safety with everything legally at his disposal. Thinking about this, Reginald sighed. He had a decent performance rating. For the love of God, he might have to begin calling him Sergeant before long. The "Lord Majoring" might only get worse from there. 

	Returning his attention to the man from the prison, [color=b8860b]"At your leisure, sir."[/color]