[hr][hr][center][h1][i][b][color=b8860b]Reginald Keystone[/color][/b][/i][/h1]
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[hr][center][color=b8860b][b]Location:[/b][/color] Egyptian Museum
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	Reginald had thought to take a quick nap earlier in the day, as a precursor to having a rollicking night out on the town. Grab a few drinks, take in a show, grab a few drinks, maybe give the old airfield a once-over, before coming back to his quarters and having a nightcap down in the Officer's Club. But his odd, recurring dream had taken a turn for the violently realistic, and before he knew it he was in a room with a handful of people having similar experiences, many more serious than his own. 

	Oh yes, it was quite adventurous. All of this mystery promised a trip into open sands, gallivanting off in search of answers to questions unasked for thousands of years. Quite exciting. The only problem for him was, until this little excursion was underway, his presence was a touch useless. Maybe as a calming voice of experience, but the brains of this operation was definitely Vera. Is was why, when the suggestion hit that his endeavors would be better spent securing supplies and munitions for their little fact-finding mission, he stepped into the role wholeheartedly. 

	[color=b8860b]"Yes yes, proper notion, that."[/color] he bubbled, giving an obviously false sense of mild affront. [color=b8860b]"Well then, if I am relegated to play Quartermaster to this outing, so be it. I suppose I am best qualified to supply and outfit a overland journey, and I do have the resources to pull it all together in short order."[/color]

	The Lord Major looked to William, looking him up and down before speaking. [color=b8860b]"I should suppose that you would know significantly more about the tools and such required for an archaeological dig, yes? But unfortunately, any such legitimate suppliers have long since shut their doors, and illegitimate ones generally require some manner of advance notice, lest they respond with underlings and firearms, of course."[/color]

	[color=b8860b]"I recommend that those of us without the educational wherewithal to properly decipher these new findings, nor assist with the proper referencing of this particular library adjourn elsewhere and clear the room for the intellectuals to do their work. If necessary, I shall have a military escort for anyone that requires it. For the rest of us, I should recommend some discussion over drinks in the Qasr El Nil Barracks courtyard. It is lovely in the evening. Aha! Followed by a proper night's rest. I intend to start us quite early."[/color]

	[color=b8860b]"If need be, there are quarters for visiting dignitaries in the barracks. It is just across the way, you see, and I would be happy to host. When you are done, I shall be waiting there hence. Unless there is more that you need of me, Lady Munn?"[/color]

	In truth, it looked like the heavy thinkers in the room needed their space and time. Reginald was more than willing to clear the room of distractions, personal feelings aside. Tomorrow would start an interesting day, and under cover of potent libation, conversation had unique possibilities, as well.