[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 Ferry (Main Deck -> Second Deck and ascending)
[color=b8860b][b]Skills:[/b][/color] N/A [/center][hr][hr]

	And there, in one fell swoop, Reginald divested himself of the Corporal and was able to take tea. Granted, this was only a temporary situation, tea and solitude both, as the push to get people settled into their rooms was upon them. The standard bribe for a speedy transition of this nature came in a manner most ingenious: Supper. It made sense. Get your affairs squared away and have first access to your dining floor. Reginald couldn't help but want to tip his cap to whomever set it up; it was a splendid way to herd the populous without having to order people about. Far be it for him to make waves in this regard. He just wanted to put a little distance between himself and his "new valet". 

	The Lord Major had to give the younger man his ounce of credit. He saw an opportunity and seized it. Corporal Reddish showed an extraordinary amount of initiative and gumption to attempt a maneuver such as this. Moreover, the man stayed within the boundaries of military protocol the entire way through. No orders gone against, no duty left undone. He even had paperwork backing his play. So much as the man had the occasion to grate upon his last nerve, Reginald was highly impressed. Now, so long as he could get through the next three days without pitching The Corporal into the Nile, things might actually work out to his benefit. 

	The tea, a good half a cup left, was hastily thrown down his gullet and he began to make his way to the stairs. The press of bodies was not something with which he was wholly comfortable, being a man who preferred his space. Reginald had to remember that he was out in a world wider than the confines of his command area. He could not expect to be the first in line, nor could he order about the people on the vessel, unless the Shipmaster gave him special dispensation. Such a thing was very much not expected. So, upon skirting around and away from the rest of his Fellowship, he fell in line with the rest of the passengers. Getting past the first checkpoint was easy, he obviously looked like Elite Deck material, bedecked and resplendent as he was in his Officers' Uniform and carrying the bearing of a Lord of Sussex. All the same, he was a stickler for protocol, at least until the staff came to know who he was well enough to let such trivialities slide, if indeed they were the type to do so. Reginald paused just for a moment to show his paperwork with a kind and knowing scrap of conversation. [color=b8860b]"Yes, here we are, old chap. Hmm... Good then. Ticket!"[/color] he exclaimed with bubbly demeanor, presenting the paper with restrained gusto. [color=b8860b]"I've other bits of important looking cardstock, be it required. But there we have it: Room assignment and the necessary others, all right and proper. Now young man, you have a glorious evening. If you would excuse me?"[/color] 

	The Lord Major stepped into the somewhat more open space of the second deck and immediately began moving toward the stairs for the Elite Deck. He had his personal belongings for which he had to account and supper, for which he needed to wash. He was a gentleman of propriety, after all. 



[hr][hr][center][h1][i][b][color=bdb76b]Haring Reddish[/color][/b][/i][/h1]
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[hr][center][color=darkkhaki][b]Location:[/b][/color] The Ferry (Main Deck -> Second Deck)
[color=bdb76b][b]Skills:[/b][/color] N/A [/center][hr][hr]

	There was a half second of agreeable surprise as Josephine deigned to speak with the Corporal. As she did so, he made certain to perform the various tiny acts of mannered behavior that the representatives of the British Empire were famous for performing, such as pushing back in Josephine's chair after she rose and, in a gesture of mild subordination, staying a partial step behind her as she made her way to the stairs. His words were metered and polite, despite the fact that his first words in response to her were in disagreement. [color=darkkhaki]"Ah, begging madame's pardon, but I fully recall you from the Barracks, ma'am. I mean to say, I am fairly certain I believe that I have seen you at some point in time [i]prior[/i] to your [i]most welcome[/i] time at the Qasr El Nil Barracks, if you take my meaning, ma'am; I simply do not know from where. Oh, and of course I would be positively [i]delighted[/i] to accept your offer and join you for dinner this evening."[/color] 

	As they reached the stairs, Corporal Reddish gave pause and let himself act as a blocker against the movement of people trying to ascend to the next deck, giving Josephine an opportunity to step ahead without being jostled by the crowd. He made a small motion with one hand, suggesting that she use the opportunity to mount the first step. [color=darkkhaki]"You see, Miss Clark (might I call you Miss Clark?), I dare not have said anything earlier as I am an enlisted fellow and as such, my time is not my own. [i]On Duty[/i], you see. The only reason I possess the wherewithal to do so [i]now[/i] is because The Lord Major has been kind enough to suspend my responsibilities to him as his valet on the interim. Or putting it differently, [i]Off Duty[/i], ma'am. As such, I am allowed to have a freer tongue with you."[/color] As they came to the official checking tickets, he handed his over and accepted it back without so much as looking away from his object of conversation. [color=darkkhaki]"Also as such, I used that newfound freedom of glibness to mention my admiration for your beauty and taste in style, ma'am. Bravo! Simply bravo."[/color] He even got in a celebratory clap or three for emphasis. [color=darkkhaki]"Why, if you'll permit me further liberties, ma'am, I must say that it would be an [i]honor[/i] to take evening repast with a lady who looks like she just stepped off of the silver scre..."[/color] 

	Something in his face said that he had finally figured out where he had seen Josephine before.