[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] The Museum (Archives)
[color=b8860b][b]Skills:[/b][/color] N/A [/center][hr][hr]

	[color=b8860b]"Oh, my sweet and merciful Darjeeling..."[/color] spoke Reginald in a subdued voice. He felt like a positive heel for his words just prior, about the Museum having someone's head over the incident. As it turned out, someone was already deprived of their need for a head, except as a point of postmortem aesthetics. This was unfortunate. Upon realizing who it was that had just finished the last day of their life, he felt a little guilty. Reginald had already conditionally threatened the man's life and freedom once that day, and before in manners subtle and not-so-subtle. Now here he lay, quite unliving, and the Lord Major derived not an ounce of pleasure from it. 

	It looked to hit Josephine hard. Of course it would, those two were thick as thieves and had certain curiosities in common. For all of their more vexing qualities, they were friends. Probably the closest thing the two of them had in the entire country of Egypt was each other. While Reginald did not share her depth of feeling for the man, he did most certainly have a gnawing streak of gentlemanly nature. And this had to be truly shocking for the Starlet, as made apparent by an outburst of emotion that was either magnificent acting, or more likely, genuine grief. 

	As she began to weep in earnest and became unsteady on her feet, Reginald gently took her arm and allowed her to use him as a post to lean upon, if she needed. [color=b8860b]"Come along now, a lady need not see these things. Let us return to the main area and contact the local authorities. Find a spot to sit down and process, perhaps something warming to sip upon while we wait, hmm?"[/color] The Lord Major motioned back the way they had come, suggesting aloud, [color=b8860b]"I am certain one of our Fellowship can tend to the crate in our absence."[/color]