[center][h1][color=686F91]Harry Walsh[/color][/h1]
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Turning his gaze toward the journalist as he gave Reginald's hand a firm shake, he couldn't help but find himself momentarily perplexed at his mention of the hun, but he shook it off as his gaze turned back to the Lord Major. While he'd tossed off the title a while ago, after the war, Harry couldn't help but find something refreshing about hearing the rank before his name once more, or in just being around another of his ilk. Harry had avoided visiting the garrison when he could, or attending reunions or any other such event, but perhaps now it wouldn't be so bad to do so, if being around the Lord Major was so relaxing.

Hearing Aziza's comment over his shoulder, he glanced over, unable to help but let out something of an awkward chuckle as he slipped back to her side, warmed further by her comments as the pains and concerns he'd had earlier faded to the back of his mind. The warm company was certainly allowing Harry's curiosity to be piqued as well, while before he'd simply wanted to get to the bottom of the symbols and move on, not he was curious to see or be involved in whatever expedition was planned.

As these thoughts crossed his mind however, his gaze shifted to Aziza, he had come here as her escort, and considering the more recent events, he certainly felt he couldn't abandon her for this journey if she as well would not be coming along. He remained silent, but resolved that his decision would be the same as hers, regardless of what it may have been. Glancing about the room, excitement certainly seemed to be the flavour of the room, among most however, aside from perhaps the two most qualified, Lady Munn, and most certainly Mr. Drake seemed far from excited about the regard, more exasperated or even grim.

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[center][h1][color=FFE2AA]William Drake[/color][/h1]
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[hr][center][b][color=FFE2AA]Location:[/color][/b] Egyptian Museum[/center][hr]

It wasn't often that William openly agreed with Vera, particularly when it came on the way to conduct an expedition. However, the preparation that she preferred was not entirely indifferent to his own preference, although, he usually only needed to secure such provisions for himself. No, what was mostly different was of course the intent, Drake took far less concern with securing and preserving the ruins or artifacts, and more with ensuring he got the most money possible out of the trip, although, a grim feeling was telling him he wasn't going to get much cash out of this.

While the vast majority, especially Miss Clark, seemed fantastically enthused about the journey, Drake was less-so. The mysterious notion which would be bringing them there, along with the danger of bringing many, perhaps 'unfit' people along with them, could have resulted in disaster, both in terms of injury, and in terms of having any reward which was rightfully his (at least in his mind) stolen out from under him. Alas, this was what he feared greatest about the journey, Drake preferred to make such expeditions alone, after all, his haul was safe then from the non-profit clutches of a museum.