[hr][center][h1][color=007236]Mahendra Huq Zalil[/color][/h1]
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[hr][center][Color=007236]Location:[/color] Second Deck -> Personal Cabin 
[Color=007236]Skills:[/color] N/A[/center][hr] 

Every step up the staircase was a hill getting steeper and steeper as Mahendra went up. Thankfully it wasn't so long as to fatigue him completely, but once he stepped onto the Second Deck, he was visibly tired from the ordeal. The burning pain had already given his cheeks a red tint, but now they were ever more distinct as beads of sweat gently congregated around the Bengali's fine moustache. But they were on the right floor now, so he didn't complain. [Color=007236]"Elite Deck? THat is very, what is the word...luxurious? Perfect for such a kind lady as you, Lauren."[/color] Mahendra was more than happy with his own room's level of stature, but he gave Lauren a polite smile back. She probably had good karma after taking such good care of her. 

[Color=007236]"No, I think it...yes, right here."[/color] They had moved down a corridor filled with various cabins for the ship's passengers, and soon Mahendra saw the his designated room. It was on the port-side of the steamboat, not that it mattered to him but it was nice to know in-case he got lost. As Lauren asked if he wanted her to bring hime some leftovers from the current meal, Mahendra's polite smile turned into one of a surprise. [Color=007236]"Would you do that for me? Rhada keep watch over you Lauren, that would be very nice of you. Yes please."[/color] Mahendra thanked her, slowly letting go of her assistance and staggering to his room, opening the door. [Color=007236]"Thank you again, Lauren. I think I shall rest now. Until later..."[/color] He finished up their friendly conversation and got into his room. 

Mahendra didn't pay much attention to the room assigned to him; he noticed it was fairly comfortable taking into account that it was on a steamboat, the balcony out on portside, and most importantly the bed. In a manner of a man he'd been through quite a lot that day, he took of his shoes and whatever jacket he'd been wearing, and sat down on the bed. It didn't take very long for him to lay down on the pillow, close his eyes and drift away. 


[hr][center][h1][color=#255DB3]Richard Barker[/color][/h1]
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[hr][center][Color=#255DB3]Location:[/color] Second Deck: Stairs to Lower Deck -> Lower Deck
[Color=#255DB3]Location:[/color] N/A[/center][hr] 

[Color=#255DB3]"Look kid, I'm not your baby-sitter or bodyguard down here..."[/color] Richard started to say to Faye as they made their way down the stairs, past the countless passengers of all kinds of shapes, sizes, colours and dubious backgrounds going the other way. [Color=#255DB3]"If you want to stay here after we're done, I'm not stopping you."[/color] Passing a couple of people who found it in their best interest to stare at Richard and his nose, the detective found it best to cover it with his hand like he'd done so many times before, and try to face Faye as much he could. 

[Color=#255DB3]"You're good, whatever it is you call what you do, but good. But listen to the old dog when he smells trouble. It's a bad, bad world out there, kid, just be ready for that."[/color] He doubted her beliefs more than he doubted her skills, but he'd seen all too many idealistic young gals get flushed down and ripped to pieces in a dark underworld that cared little for their well-being. Especially those days, when they were so brace. He didn't want Faye ending up that way, not on his watch. 

Down in the Lower Deck, Richard was met with a familiar atmosphere from home; loads of people all crammed up like Swedish sardines in a can two sizes too small, all talking loudly about God knows what. It was just like being home in the subway or an elevator, but with more food. Richard looked from Faye and over to the buffet-table(ish), figuring they'd have to get food and drinks before finding a seat, and then back to his female partner. [Color=#255DB3]"Ready to explore what the mysterious Egyptian cuisine has to offer then?"[/color]