[hr][hr][center][h1][color=#00ccff]Nora Kingston[/color][/h1][img]http://33.media.tumblr.com/e2dc091ef456da8501d15eda98e69ff6/tumblr_n83let5PDb1sx6dsko1_500.gif[/img][hr]Location: Egyptian Museum[/center][hr][hr]At Mr. Drake's incessant advances on Lady Munn, Nora couldn't help but surmise that he may have proven a decent match for Josephine. The man lacked bounds, disgustingly tormenting Lady Munn at nigh every opportunity. Had anyone ever treated Nora like that, her elder brothers would have gone to blows over it, with her father's veins in his head bursting. But it seemed to be a commonplace, almost, the crude nature of Mr. Drake as he interacted with the Lady Munn. Any opinion Nora held of the man as being righteous [i]and[/i] charming vanished--he hardly seemed to be either. 

Of course, the pair of them seemed rather candid with each other. The honesty was endearing, as the airs and powder of peered interaction was hardly to be found. Both attacked the character of the other, and as disgusting as Drake's behavior may have been, the Lady Munn matched him, word for word. It was like a game of chess, stripped of the obnoxious pettiness of British society. It was, in a word, remarkable. 

[color=00ccff]"...Thank you, Lady Munn,"[/color] Nora replied, her eyes a bit wide. Never in her life had someone suggested that she had prowess of her own--that she could be a finer mathematician than the Lord Captain! The night became more and more bewildering as Father Time turned the hands of the clock, and in an attempt to summon herself back to reality, Nora began to examine the rubbings handed to her by the Lady Munn. [color=00ccff]"I shall certainly try my best."[/color] [i]And Mr. Drake, perhaps you best hold your tongue, before someone cares to remove it.[/i] She didn't dare say that, of course, but she thought it. The man was acting most vile towards a person of considerable character. 

But the Lady Munn seemed to hardly protest.