[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] Qasr El Nil Barracks [/center][hr][hr]
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	The Lord Major was settling into his substantial breakfast, utilizing the proper application of gentlemanly etiquette in the presence of mixed company. That is to say, not only mixed in the usual meaning of gender, but military and non-military people as well. He politely answered the various morning salutations from Harry, Lauren, and Aziza before pouring fitfully engaging himself with his tea. He was a man who did enjoy a good cup of Builder's in the morning. [color=b8860b]"Yes, quite. And a pleasant morning to you all. Do help yourselves to our standard English, and without reservation, if you would. Today promises to start a grand adventure, of at least the preparations for one. Good start for a good day, and whatnot."[/color] 

	Not that he was ignoring the Starlet nor the Reporter, though he did make it a point to address them separately. Still of bubbly, optimistic demeanor, he picked up conversation with them. [color=b8860b]"Welcome, quite. It is my hope that our difficulties over the previous eve were the result of a series of [i]profound[/i] misunderstandings. It is my further hope that we can lay some of these to rest,"[/color] he looked directly to Haakon, [color=b8860b]"...hopefully before this morning has concluded, in a very final manner."[/color] 

	It did not escape his attention that most of the people around the breakfast table had made passing talk of a restless night or odd dreams. He had his own fill of nocturnal oddities recently, and he was not alone in this, a similar phenomenon discussed just yesterday. The lack of open discussion about it vexed him. [color=b8860b]"Well then, let's be open about it, shall we? Come now, show of hands, who else witnessed a great skirmish between inhuman blackguards overseen by a jackal-headed chap before having their hearts fitfully removed and levitated before them, hmmm? There's detail I've not shared, but let's call it a preliminary, shall we?"[/color] He paused, popping a forkful of quiche and sausages into his mouth.