[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]It was perhaps quite fortunate that Nora had not penned her notes with a pencil, as otherwise, from the sudden calamity that broke the silence of the museum, the tip of the lead would have surely snapped. She slowly raised her head from her work, recalling the frightful noise. The words had come to blows, so it would seem. Her brothers had gone to fists many times throughout her childhood, but she feared that perhaps Mr. Drake had decided to seek his "prize" in another matter. Rising from the workspace, Nora carefully walked towards the closed door, only to hear the prolific scolding delivered by the Lady Munn. 

Clearly, Nora mused, as soon as she had regained her wits about her, the Lady Munn had not been on the receiving end of that blow. The Countess was in a great deal of pain, that much was to be certain. Would it be proper for her to go to Lady Munn's aid? She hesitated on the threshold, the echoes of the shouts still at the center of her mind. If she had been in such pain, wouldst she enjoy the comfort of a stranger?

Perhaps not. Nora frowned a bit, torn between rushing to the Lady Munn's aid, and remaining at the work station as she had been asked to. There was something quite peculiar afoot in the museum, and despite the still tingling brand on her finger's insistence, it was not the mystical events of that evening. No, the oddness resided in the hearts of Lady Munn and Mr. Drake. Nora bit her lip. It was clear the Lady Munn was in a great deal of pain, yet she may enjoy the privacy to collect herself. And perhaps her knowledge that Nora had heard the entire spat would not ease the Lady Munn's mind either. 

Walking back over to her notes, Nora sat down and returned to her work. She did, however, make a solemn vow to invite the Lady Munn for tea. Perhaps then she could approach the subject of the man who proved to be more of a scoundrel with each and every passing minute.