[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][@rivaan] [@Morose] [@FantasyChic] [@Nallore] [@Sigil] [@ONL][hr][h3][b][color=f7976a]October 4th, 1924 - 6:55 Local Time[/color][/b][/h3][hr][hr][/center] 	
	[b][color=f7976a][u]Museum:[/u][/color][/b] Akhmed looked over to Mosi and nodded a bit. "Yes, we have had breaks in before. Thieves are everywhere and when they cannot get into the digs themselves or security is too tight in certain places they will resort to the museum itself. Yet it has been several months since we have had an incident. Not to mention it usually isn't this obvious," he said as he continued to look around. 

	Neema smiled lightly to Lauren. "Yes of course. Would be happy to pass down the knowledge," she said before entering the room after the two gentlemen that insisted on going before her. It looked as if things had been moved around. The flowers that had been delivered for the Lady Munn were ruined on the floor, both vases. Books were tossed off of the desk. Drawers were opened, empties and pulled out fully. Yet there didn't appear to be anyone in the room other than those in the group that had entered. "No one is here, you should be perfectly safe," Neema said as she called back to Josephine but kept looking around. Nodding in agreement that no one should touch anything. 

	"What in the name of the Pharaohs happened here?" the curator asked as he came up to Veras office and notice Josephine sitting on the bench and others in the room. The place was a mess. 

	"They're gone..." Neema said as she pointed to the table where they had left the tablets before heading to the archives earlier. 

[hr][center][h1][b][i][color=f7976a]Vera[/color][/i][/b][/h1]
[img]https://i.pinimg.com/originals/42/a5/51/42a5512c1568ebf7eeb11045b7db0146.gif[/img][hr][b][i][color=f7976a]Location: [/color][/i][/b] Heading West Towards The Egyptian Museum -> Front Door of Museum
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	Vera pushed her curls off her brow as she walked, the sun nearly gone but the heat that came with the day was not. It was one thing about Egypt, the heat never fully left until the last possible second and then the cold set in. People were granted roughly thirty second of good wonderful weather a day when it came enjoying their surroundings in Egypt. Now was not that time. The hat had proved helpful earlier when the sun was still up but now it just made her head feel like it could possibly sweat away. The Lady Munn was having none of it as she pulled the hat off her head. It wasn't exactly scandalous to be out without a cover but it wasn't exactly looked on as a good thing either. Yet after her victory at the permit office she wasn't about to suffer for a hat. Not this one. 

	Glancing over to Nora she slowed her walk and started to run through names in her mind. Yet after a bit she shook her head no. [color=f7976a]"I cannot think of one sadly. There were a few that I know of by reputation alone but their views on working with women are on the Neanderthalic side. Far behind even the main stream of society today. Perhaps when Peter catches up with us we might be able to persuade him to speak to one on our behalf,"[/color] she said as they approached the museum. She had to wonder at this time where he and George were, yet with his leg injury and how quickly they had moved back to the museum it could be a while. She wasn't going to worry just yet.