[hr][center][h1][color=007236]Mahendra Huq Zalil[/color][/h1]
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[hr][center][Color=007236]Location:[/color] Benha (Docks)
[Color=007236]Skills:[/color] N/A[/center][hr] 

It was a most pleasent sight to behold the remainder of the Fellowship safely on land. Mahendra both enjoyed their company, but it also meant safety in numbers. And after all they'd experienced the previous days, safety was something even a colonial gentleman wished for. Mahendra followed suit after Mosi, making his way over to them as well. [Color=007236]"Good morning everyone, it is a pleasure to see you all."[/color] Mahendra greeted the group, only to notice that a few important members were not present. As it would seem, Vera was not fit to join them. A true shame! 

[Color=007236]"Good morning Lauren, thank you dear. I feel much better so I shall enjoy today as best I can."[/color] Mahendra said more specifically back to his new American friend, giving her a kind smile at her concern for him. Then it was agreed that if the Fellowship would prefer to split up and go their seperate ways, then they should rendevouz at the docks at noon. Mahendra nodded in agreement to the proposal, pulling out his pocket watch and taking the time, before putting it back as his name and duty was called by no other than the honorable Lord Major!

[Color=007236]"Oh...I will certainly do my outmost to assist in any way I can, Lord Major Sir, though sadly I am not particuarly qualified in that field. I am a geologist, not an archeologist. In the very least, I may be able to recognize the tile I found in the archives when..."[/color] Mahendra began his explaination to the Lord Major, only to cut his words short when about to bring up the most dire death of the journalist. No, it was bad sport to speak of such, and he tried focusing on something else. With Mosi having gone her merry way on an adventure for herself, he had the choice between going with Lauren and the others on a tour, the American starlet with the vocal corporal looking for a watch, or assisting the Lord Major in their quest. Even with the gentleman's duty of accompanying the ladies, as a former soldier of the Empire he felt a duty to assist the Lord Major. Now possibly with the assistance of J.C. as well, to which he objected not. [Color=007236]"Do enjoy your tour, Lauren. Ladies. I am at your disposal, Lord Major! It would be an honour to serve His Majesty once again."[/color]


[hr][center][h1][color=#255DB3]Richard Barker[/color][/h1]
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[hr][center][Color=#255DB3]Location:[/color] Benha (Docks)
[Color=#255DB3]Skills: [/color]N/A[/center][hr]  

As Richard let his cheaply rolled cigarette dangle as safely as a monkey from the top of a wet skyscraper and pulled out his pair of sunglasses, Faye came up with an actal good idea for a line of inquiry. Richard looked up at her with a brief smile on his face, placing the sunglasses on his scarred nose. [Color=#255DB3]"Now that's a good idea. I like your enthusiasm, Faye, you might make a good private dick in the end."[/color] Richard complimented her, though it might come across as a bit rough. Richard wasn't the most social person after all. [Color=#255DB3]"Let's go, I'll check our notes."[/color]

Richard had begun to move in a certain direction as he pulled out his notepad to read it quickly, but stopped his already casual pace as his eyes quickly read the first page. Or rather perhaps it was the line of text that filled his brain, a mental filing cabinet of a sorry-ass detective with a typewriter in dire need of maintenance. [Color=#255DB3]"...I'm not usually wrong, but we might scratch the hospital-idea, at least for now."[/color] Richard said back to Faye, his sunglasses hiding what could be a shameful look in his eyes. [Color=#255DB3]"Chances are he wouldn't have been in a hospital here since he died over in Frog Eating Country...he might never have been here in the first place, Jesus H...So..."[/color]

Now he was riffling through his little notebook, trying to come up with a better place to start looking for clues. He might have had a good brain, but today he just felt like a flop! In the end Richard looked up from a certain page of his notebook and back up at Faye, smoke coming out of his mouth as he spoke. [Color=#255DB3]"New plan on my end: Trains. He was a railroad tycoon, right? It might be a better idea to ask questions there rather than at a hospital."[/color] He closed his notebook, pocketing it safe from any long-nosed thieves in the area and placing the cigarette between his fingers. [Color=#255DB3]"Okay, you know that I don't buy into that mumbo-jumbo Houdini-talk you know about, but...I can't believe I'm asking this...but perhaps you could perhaps, I don't know Faye, think of some 'magical' approach? Anyway, let's get going. We're burning daylight faster than dirty accountant with phony papers."[/color]