Lady Absinthia

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@Sputnik Yeah, due to the "family" money and where she was raised, I don't have a problem with it. She would have been Upper Middle Class at the time, just "tainted" - the brothel drops her down which didn't happen until after training.

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@Sputnik - Okay, looks good but there are a few things.

1) Her status - due to her being illegitimate and a brothel owner she is Lower Class. (Wouldn't matter if she was the daughter of a king at this point, due to her life she has to be listed as lower class)

2) Nationality - Due to her history she should be listed as Cuban/British

3) Residence - Need more than England. (City, Country and House)

4) Clothing - Need a sheath for her daggers, need a description of clothing

5) Will need relations sheet as well for person's listed in the CS

Think that covers it.

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@ONL And it all stems from him butting his nose in where he doesn't belong to the same people. He didn't have to go to the barracks LOL

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@ONL LOL Well Haakon could be likeable if he wasn't so judgemental >.> (Or maybe he just doesn't have any family he cares about and that's why he doesn't see the why someone would be distraught and wanting an actual doctor instead of a reporter looking over their loved one. :P)

As far as the other character - guess we will have to see how it goes lol

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@Morose Bring him in and we'll have the Three Musket-jeers

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@ONL We are going to have to rework his personality I think a bit. Change sociable to anti-social or abrasive >.>

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I love how judgemental Haakon and Josephine are about the Lord Major - neither of them have any medical skills and that is his niece but sure - judge the man for wanting you to take a step back and not crowd the woman when you don't know thing one about medicine while a medic is called. (Honestly find it funny as hell but yeah - Josephine and Haakon - two self absorbed idiots I love to hate. They rank up there with the Cabbage. LOL)

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October 4th, 1924 - 10:10 A.M. Local Time

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Barracks: Aziza stood up, gathering the fabric of her shawl as she watched Vera sway and hit the ground. She gasped softly as she pushed her chair back and craned her neck to get a better look before stepping around the table. She stayed back and out of the way, walking up and standing beside Harry as everyone else seemed bent on crowding the woman.

Vera just lay there. There was no fever, she was breathing fine. Her color was a little off but no more than it had been when she had come into the room. In fact it looked a little better. Thinking to herself as one of the soldiers nodded to the Lord Major and rushed off to get a medic she stepped over to the bar and spoke in Egyptian Arabic, requesting a bottle of the strongest smelling spirits they had. Aziza had no medical training but she had seen enough people pass out at the local tavern she worked at and had seen many pass out drunk.

Walking over to the Lord Major she held up the bottle. "Lord Major, if you wouldn't mind. Perhaps this would work?" she said as she opened the bottle and immediately jerked her head away from the smell that came from it. Corking it again she held it out to Lauren. "This would raise a pharaoh from his tomb," she said still wrinkling her nose from the sting caused by the whiff she had gotten from the bottle when she opened it. Thankfully it was now corked again but it wouldn't be for long. She hoped this would bring the Lady Munn around.

Garden City: Neema made her way down to the kitchen to start tending to the rest of her morning duties and make sure things she was supposed to do in the afternoon were taken care of; then of course she would need to inform her son. That could wait for now. He was out for a bit and she wasn't going to wait on the discussion with him to start getting things in order. He would try to forbid it, she would remind him she is his mother. That would be that in her mind. If it left him frothing at the mouth so be it. Adventure awaited and she was too old to wait for the next.

Down at the front desk was a younger man, younger than Neema's son but far too old to be the next generation down the line. Neema was older but it was hard to tell at times if she was in her sixties or in her eighties. Her son however was was easily in his fifties. That or life had just not been kind to his aging appearance. He was rather gruff at times, though hospitable to the guests and residents. Just always seemed to be sucking on a lemon. This man at the desk however was more likely in his late thirties or early forties and very handsome. Dark eyes but unlike Neema's son, whose were beady, this man's was kind. Yet he had not been around the building before and looked a little lost behind the counter. Muttering something under his breath before looking up at Nora and giving her a smile.

"What can I do for you Miss?" he asked in a kind voice.

The Road To The Museum: The city was awake fully not and it was bustling. The streets were crowded with vendors and tourists and locals. Some rushing back and forth, others taking their sweet times as they admired the surroundings or stood trying to barter a few coins down on the price of various items for sale along the sidewalks. The air was thick with the smells of Egypt, incense burning on the sides of carts. There was no silence, cars moving through the streets, people chatting, vendors yelling, music playing. It was all the hustle and bustle of any large city and yet still seemed very mysterious. Was the world of Cairo, a world all to its own and very different from others.

It was going to be a warmer day, that could be told by the way the temperature was already rising but even with the Nile so close the air was dry. Mosi would make good time to the museum if she did not dally. About half way there at this point if she didn't stop and look around but hey, there is just so much to see and do. And every vendor she is passing is wanting her attention and the attention of everyone else that doesn't look like a local. Offering her good prices on jewelry, silks, dates, even some claiming they had rare artifacts from digs that they had procured.

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@Dark Light Alright, you are good to go. Everything looks fine at this point. Go ahead and move him over to the CS tab, one I make the next WN post (Tomorrow) - you can bring him in. Your first counter for days will start at the next WN I post, after that it will go off your last post.

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@Sputnik Other than the ones posted in the original OOC I can't say anything more - falls under the "No Spoilers" category. Now as far as slavery laws go, we are going off the ones present in Historical 1820's.