[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 (Is being very, very British a skill?)[/center][hr][hr]

	The possibility of actually getting British soldiers to assist in the security of the Museum and its personnel gave the Lord Major a sense of personal pride. He had certain gentlemanly instincts pressed into him from early in life, much of which involved the ethical responsibility to protect you and yours. Especially if that meant the nobility, to which Vera belonged whether or not the rest of the Peerage fully accepted her. And of course the national pride associated with his fighting men in uniform representing the Union Jack taking point over the most respected Museum and Historical Archive on the continent, hemisphere, possibly the world (outside of London, of course). Even if the exchange was in passing, Reginald internally swore that he would look into it. 

	Concerning the Curator's request, Reginald responded with affirmation. [color=b8860b]"Quite a proper idea, my good man. I shall maintain what remains of the sanctity of these offices."[/color] He straightened his officer's cap and drew his saber back from its scabbard, holding it point downward in front of him. The standard practice amongst persons in the service of the British Crown was to hold the weapon point upward, its back, flat edge resting (or nearly so) upon one's shoulder. Reginald was an veteran soldier, transferring from the Army to the Royal Air Corps just as soon as he helped to found it. The saber of the Royal Air Corps, as a step into the evolving necessities of combat with multiple fields of fire, was fully tanged, tapered, and most relevant to his situation, double edged. It seemed a fitting metaphor for his life. [color=b8860b]"As well as an old soldier can, in any case."[/color] 

	Then his attention turned to Mahendra, who had given inquiry into possible course of action. It seemed odd to him that Vera's assistant would look to him for orders. But it was within his nature to give them, and he was called upon. [color=b8860b]"Mr. Zalil, if it please you, I believe that I can see to the office. However, I do not think that anyone has secured the crate that Miss Clarke and myself were seeking. I forget the number, sir, though I believe that the young lady has it memorized. Unless I missed something in earlier conversation, of course. It may contain something of interest."[/color]