[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]: the Museum [/center][hr][hr]	Nora raised an eyebrow as she heard the crash. Surely, Mr. Drake had more control of his faculties than to simply smash things in a fit? Those were priceless artifacts back there from what she could understand, pieces of information that were rather dear to Lady Munn and countless others. She sighed, annoyance flashing across her usually well collected and composed visage. She was never one to be louder than was required, yet she had half a mind to go smack Mr. Drake herself and then personally escort him from Lady Munn's place of business. 

	[color=00ccff]"Of course, Lady Munn,"[/color] Nora replied. She had been to the Permit's Office on one or two previous occasions, accompanying her father as he requested to begin one expedition or the other. Yet due to the fact that her job as an assistant was largely superficial and designed to keep her out of the eye of the press, she was not altogether familiar with the process. She had to craft her own understanding and her own work - hence her amateur expertise with cryptography and deciphering other tongues. 

	She remained largely silent as the newcomer joined them, noting that Lady Munn did not appear thrilled at the prospect of another archaeologist in the museum. Yet no sooner had Lauren left the room and Peter entered than did Nora hear a yelp from outside. Nora tilted her head quizzically. From her vantage point, she could not see outside of Lady Munn's office. 

	[color=00ccff]"Is Miss Ridgeway quite alright?"[/color] Nora asked. She doubted Neema had made such a sound.