[center][h1][Color=DF0101]Haakon J. Elvsgaard[/color][/h1]
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[hr][center][Color=DF0101]Location:[/color]Egyptian Museum[/center][hr]

Haakon had overestimated himself, and underestimated this so-called Peter Keystone, which was clearly showing itself. Rather than feeling pressed to actually clarify his position, the gentleman had been able to use the situation to disregard his most unusual appearance and lack of expaination; in such a way that Haakon felt deeply ashamed. Not because what he said...

He had taken a step too far, and made a fool of himself. 

As the introductions were made by Vera, Haakon looked briefly at Peter again, nodding slightly to him while muttering [Color=DF0101]"Good night, Lord Captain...Excuse me everyone..."[/color] before leaving the room. It was partly because of the heat, but beads of sweat dripping were a clear sign that Haakon was out of place. He was supposed to be likeable, to be the socialite that could make any man talk, and now he leaving the party without as much as a polite nod from the others. Again, he had made a fool of himself, and he felt deeply ashamed. 

But to his defence, it had been a long and terribly exhausting day, one he was hard to compare to his previous nights. The night air outside of the museum felt refreshing, a brief reminder that not everything was out to kill him, or worse, ridecule him. And it was then when he started to think rational again that he made up his mind; the next time he would meet Lord Captain Peter Keystone, he would apologize.

Perhaps then he would make a better impression?