[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 (Vera's Office)
[color=b8860b][b]Skills:[/b][/color] N/A [/center][hr][hr]

	[color=b8860b]"Common thieves and the like, traipsing in like that own the place. Filthy little buggers haven't the general charisma the good Lord gave trouser lice. Perhaps I should speak to the War Office about requesting additional men, you know, to attend the safety of the Museum and its people."[/color] Reginald tucked away his Webley revolver, shaking his head. [color=b8860b]"Ah, with the permission of the local government and the Museum's management, naturally."[/color] he added cautiously. Cairo wasn't the same place it was years ago, back when it was a protectorate of Great Britain. Certain hoops had to be jumped through. Reginald might even survive to see the entirety of British influence relegated to an embassy and a couple of bases allowed to remain for diplomatic reasons purely. How very uncivilized. 

	The words of the Starlet rung true with him. It was not considered a proper thing for a woman to learn how to handle a pistol, but it being the 20's he had to admit that times were changing. [color=b8860b]"Indeed, although the carrying of firearms while within the Base is highly discouraged by means of riflepoint negotiation, perhaps I could arrange for a strongbox for certain guests of the Empire to be set in the guard station near the main entrance..."[/color] Reginald appeared half lost in thought, getting certain mental ducks in rows.                                                                                 

[color=b8860b]"Great merciful heavens!"[/color] suddenly exclaimed the Lord Major, finally putting 2 and √4 together. [color=b8860b]"I do believe that the fatal incident in the Archives might not have been a coincidence, either!"[/color]