[center][h1][color=007236]Mahendra Huq Zalil[/color][/h1]
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[hr][center][Color=007236]Location:[/color] The Museum - The Archives
[color=007236][b]Skills:[/b][/color] None[/center][hr]

Mahendra could only philosophize on what the elder Neema was thinking about when she looked back and fourth from Lauren, the ladder, himself and the ladder once again. Had she, in the meantime between her arrival and their own entrance, found yet another crate that needed reqosition, or was it something more sinister? His mental questions were swiftly answered when she lay out her thoughts, and what she needed of the two younger lady and gentleman. Had it not already been a day worth a poem or an epic, he would not have expected it. 

And again it seemed that Lauren was taking the iniative, to which Mahendra could do nothing but offer a small smile of impressed surprise. [Color=007236]"I keep my eyes on ladder and Neema, and you find those foot prints up there."[/color] Mahendra said somewhat jokingly to Lauren as he stepped forward and grabbing hold of the ladder in order to keep it stable. But his tone was only somewhat jokingly, as he found the prospect of...looking up one's skirt uncomfortable. He was a gentleman after all, or he tried to be. Hoping to wash off his own awkwardness, he continued to speak. [Color=007236]"Want me to follow up the ladder, or are only one pair of eyes needed up there, Lauren?"[/color]