[hr][center][h1][color=007236]Mahendra Huq Zalil[/color][/h1]
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[hr][center][Color=007236]Location:[/color] In The Nile! -> Cargo Deck
[Color=007236]Skills:[/color] Social Cameleon[/center][hr] 

[Color=007236]"That...that is a comfort to hear, Lady Munn."[/color] Mahendra managed to comment back to Vera, the trio now in The Nile and swimming their legs off back to the safety of the ship. So it hadn't been unholy and evil magic caused by the presence of a stolen mummy, but the supernaturely voice of Corporal Reddish who caused Vera's nightly swim. It was both a comfort to think that the Gods hadn't caused this accident, but the thought of what more harm a man's voice alone could cause was of concern. Was he to take part of the expedition all the way? 

Perhaps Mahendra should invest in some protective wear for his ears when they arrived in Zagazig?

It was with great relief and delight that Vera was firstly pulled out of the great river of civilization by George, and then Mahendra himself. Mahendra had to give the American with the mask of terrors a smile of thankfulness, looking at him for a moment before joining Vera at the crate, taking a final breather of safety as they were no longer submerged in water. Mind you their clothes were still as wet as the deepest parts of the river, but they didn't have to swim for their life. Mahendra was about to look up at George and J.C. in order to thank them, when he saw their unusual exchange. George asking J.C. if he was there, and J.C. replying with a witty comment and a pat on the back. This wasn't just the words or actions of someone in confusion; [Color=007236]"Firstly let me thank you both for saving mine and Lady Munn's life, and secondly...do you two know each other?"[/color]


[hr][center][h1][color=#255DB3]Richard Barker[/color][/h1]
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[hr][center][Color=#255DB3]Location:[/color] Main Deck (Stern)
[Color=#255DB3]Skills:[/color]Observation, Deduction, People-reading[/center][hr] 

[Color=#255DB3]"Good, good...I was hoping that fella you talked with wasn't doing anything to you."[/color] Richard said almost casually to Faye, though his look of concern persisted for just a little longer. Who knew what kind of man she had ended up with, but at least she was safe now, and not in the water. Speaking of which, was seemingly being taken care of by person or persons unknown. Good, Richard didn't want to get his feet wet. [Color=#255DB3]"Oh great, three? Any idea why? Doesn't sound like a casual night-swim in a major river-delta to me."[/color]

Richard placed his half-way burned cigarette between his fingers, turning from Faye as he took in the crowd standing around them. He could only see small clusters of the crowd, like baskets of fruit on a summer market in the center of New York with apples, pears, oranges and grapes all separated. Had any of them caused this incident? It surely would have made for a good distraction, it sure as hell got the private dick's attention. But the first cluster of people didn't stick out to him, and he looked back to Faye to answer her last stab at his earlier...escapedes.[Color=#255DB3]"Too bad, 'cause I didn't get much more than you, at least not related to our case. Guy's name was Franklin, no surname given. Saw he had a journal that sure didn't look like his, but he avoided by my questions like a Tamanny Hall fossil dodging morals. Then after...you know what happened, he up and left."[/color] Richard answered as best and short as he could, placing the cigarette back and scratching his head at the whole business. He didn't like it. But Faye did ask him if he was okay, so that was something. 

[Color=#255DB3]"What? Yeah, sure I'm fine. Been through worse...I need a stiff drink and a tailor though."[/color]