[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][@Sigil] [@Nallore] [@FantasyChic] [@ONL][hr][h3][b][color=f7976a]October 4th, 1924 - 11:05 A.M. Local Time[/color][/b][/h3][hr][/center] 

	[color=f7976a][b][i]Barracks (Infirmary/Front Gate):[/i][/b][/color] The representative to the prison looked over towards Lord Major and nodded. "خائف. كانوا في مكان الجريمة. لم ير أحدهم يدخلون الجبهة لكن موظفي المطبخ رأواهم يأتون من الخلف حيث تم العثور على الجثة. وقد اعترف الهروب بكسر دخول غرفة في الفندق ولكنه ذكر أن المرأة هناك اندلعت أيضا من خلال الشرفة. وفي أحسن الأحوال قد تكون مذنبة بالكسر والدخول، في أسوأ من ذلك، ملحق بالقتل. عربة أمر لا بد منه في هذه المرحلة.," the man said quickly to the Lord Major as the group made their way to the front gate. As they arrived the gate was opened and outside it awaited the ride for Josephine and Haakon. 

	Several guards from the prison stood outside what could be best described as a ~Paddy Wagon~ - A Vehicle that had seen better days, barred windows, it stank of many unmentionable things. One of the guards opened the back door and moved aside. Inside were two benches opposite each other on either side within the steel caged walls of the truck. "If you would," the man said looking at Haakon and Josephine as he motioned for them to get in. Meanwhile the Corporal drove up into the main courtyard and pulled to a stop. The man from the prison shot him a look. "You will be following us," he said rather frankly. It seemed his hospitable like attitude had run out. 

	Vera looked over towards Lauren confused as she sat there. Her hand pressing to her stomach a bit but at least whatever was ailing her seemed to be letting up. Why she had no idea but she felt better just sitting there. The rapid heart beat subsiding and the greenness to her skin fading away. [color=f7976a]"I do so hope not. I have much work to do and do need to be off to the museum to ready for Lady Kingstons arrival. It would be most unseemly of me to invite the lady to a luncheon and not be ready for her arrival,"[/color] she said, completely oblivious to what was going on with her own body. 

	Sliding off the table she smoothed out her skirt a bit before forcing a smile to her lips. [color=f7976a]"If it would not be too much trouble, I would not mind you still coming with me. It seems that my escort has left me for more agreeable company,"[/color] she said as she stood there. William had stormed off, why she had no idea but she would not rush after him to ask. He had offered, nay insisted, to take her to the museum but if he wished to be elsewhere who was she to say anything? What did he care? Oh, what she care that he didn't care? It mattered not to her, she told herself as she walked over to the door of the infirmary and swung it open. [color=f7976a]"I just need to collect my things from my room."[/color]