[center][h1][Color=DF0101]Haakon J. Elvsgaard[/color] & [color=007236]Mahendra Huq Zalil[/color][/h1]
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[hr][center][Color=DF0101]Location:[/color] The Museum
[color=007236][b]Skills:[/b][/color] None[/center][hr]

Mahendra, not prepared of Neema's initiative to enter the archives first, stumbled backwards as she walked in before him. Sure she had been there for ages, almost as long as he himself had lived that life, but to have her enter like it was a second home was not what he had expected. Mahendra regained his composure however, returning the smile given to him by Lauren and letting the others follow Neema before he walked in himself. 

The archive was big, that was for certain. Having just gotten the position as assistant, there was little to no way Mahendra would be able to search this place by himself. But he had to learn it sooner rather than later, in fear of losing the job he so much needed. Mahendra listened to Neema's suggestions for which rows to check, mentally marking their numbers as significant. He could have decided to follow her in order to learn something of use in his new line of work, but Mahendra instead began to follow the Lord Major. [color=007236]"No objection on my part, Lord Major. But I'd like to search those rows as well, keeping anything that happens as my responsibily like you said. If I may?"[/color]

Haakon's eyes wandered all over the many lines of rows that lined the archives. How much knowledge was contained within those countless boxes and shelves of books, papers, pergaments, scrolls and god knows what? The mention of KV 62 only stood to strenghten the magnitude of the possibilities within that confined space; The Valley of Kings, the final resting place of eternity for King Tutankhamun, the whole reason the world was engulfed in a craze not seen since...something important had happened. Nero burning down Rome? The discovery of America? The Rape of Belgium? 

Something as big as that.

When the time for deciding who should search which row, Haakon was uncertain of who to follow. He decided that it was perhaps not best to accompany the Lord Major, at least not just yet after the little 'heart to heart' they had had earlier. And the Indian man seemed to have more to talk about with him, so they were probably going to have a jolly good time talking about Britain and all that jazz. The choice then stood between the remaining three ladies; Josephine, Neema and Lauren. In the end, Haakon began to follow Neema. [Color=DF0101]"May I accompany you, Miss Banoub? I'm afraid I would get lost down here on my own."[/color] Haakon said joyfully, hoping to give off a better impression than he had clearly given off to certain members of the 'Fellowship'.