[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 - 10:35 -> 11:20 p.m. Local Time[/color][/b][/h3][hr][hr][/center]
	"No, not far at all," Neema said. It seemed that it was decided. It was made clear that the Lord Major would not be joining them but Neema did not push the issue. She seemed to understand. Had her own nephew gone missing she herself would have made sure she was not somewhere new, she would want to be the first to know he was safe. Vera felt similar to Reginald but it was not logical for both of them to stay behind, not where there was so much more that needed explaining and it seemed that Neema might have some of those answers. 

	Vera went over to the Lord Major and told him to please let them know the moment Peter and George returned, asking Neema for the address of where they would be going. Neema nodded and wrote it down on a slip of paper before folding it in half and handing it over to Reginald. With that, it seemed that things were wrapping up in the museum and they headed out. 

	The curator met them in the hallway and showed them out, making sure that security was keeping the place locked up tight. It was normal procedure but he was extra vigilant this evening considering everything that had transpired. Once they were outside Neema glanced around, there were several of them and the night while hot was not stifling anymore so a walk would do. It would take less than half an hour to make the trek back to Garden City on foot. 

	It was an interesting thing. They were traveling on foot to where they would eat. Aton was taking his guests in a cab but due to a little traffic and being much further away from Garden City when they started off than at the museum, both groups reached the building at the same time. Neema looked over at the cab oddly as the door opened and Aton stepped out. 

	The two conversed in their native tongue a bit while Aton held his hand out for Mosi to help her out. Akhmed was not about to be out done and quickly exited the vehicle and held his hand out for Josephine. Neemas eyes narrowed a bit but she nodded. Apparently she had just been informed Aton had brought guests for a meal. It didn't seem to be a problem and she welcomed it but there was obviously some tension between her and Akhmed. 

	"Yes, of course, right this way. You all can relax in the buildings sitting room while I prepare a quick meal," Neema said as she motioned for the door. "Can you please show them where it is while I go to the kitchen. Aton, a word," she said at first to Nora who also lived in the building. Neema lived there because of work, Nora on the other hand lived there because of wealth. Aton swallowed slightly but nodded. 

	"I'll be right back," he told Mosi and followed his aunt into the building, through the main corridor and to the servants area. Vera cocked a brow and then looked over toward Nora, waiting for her to lead the way. 

	[color=f7976a]"I was not expecting to see you this evening but I am glad you are well,"[/color] she said to both Josephine and Akhmed. There was honesty in her voice as she spoke. With everything that had happened that evening so far and with both Peer and George seemingly missing, it was good to see they had not lost any others so far. It would be too much to lose another this evening.