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(Ireland) How Far We've Fallen

POSTED: 29 Apr 2013

Evelyn smiled faintly, and sadly said, "Whenever we travel, we're either on our way to a tomb or out with an entire army... England's our home that's out of our reach when it never was before."

Evelyn was beginning to feel a little homesick upon that realization, and her resignation only emphasized it. It reminded Evelyn that while other countries were within their reach, their home wasn't. She enjoyed going on adventures and discovering priceless artifacts, but not when it meant the death of thousands of people.

There was a part of her that wondered if she was selfish; selfish for leaving Egypt to find Rick with these men, when if they had stayed behind, could those people they left behind still be alive today? If they had stayed behind, would Rick have returned to them regardless? It was that which made Evelyn want to stay with them. Her grip on her husband's hands tightened at the thought, mostly for comfort.

"Oh?" Evelyn responded, surprised, paying little attention to the waiter. She wondered if it was a good thing that they hadn't bothered them. In a way, she was relieved that she was able to have some privacy, but then it was a little troubling too.

"Should we be concerned about them?" Evelyn inquired, arching a brow. "I don't know what their intentions are, and Mr. Janowitz had seen too much yesterday. Did they leave?" She paused. "Do you think that…we should make a list of the people who know about her? I don't know what happened during my blackout, but…that man…that Djed…he addressed me by that name…I don't know if Mr. Janowitz might have overheard or seen something."
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POSTED: 30 Apr 2013

It seemed like they never got enough time at home, even when the world wasn't in danger. Rick had always been the one to suggest just a little more time in one place when Evelyn was making plans to rush back into the Egyptian desert. But it had always been there, waiting for them whenever they did manage to take a break from the world of adventuring. But now they couldn't go back, there was just too much to do...

"Yeah, I feel it to." Rick admitted. Home. When did that become a foreign place?

"I'd keep an eye on him." Rick said with a sigh. He seemed pretty set on calling the police, but had conceded not to as payment to a debt to Ardeth. But how long would that stop him? Rick wasn't sure he trusted the man to keep his word. "He'd keeping his mouth shut for now, but we can't expect that to last. I'm not even sure where he went after all the confusion."

And he really should know. Rick had been slacking on his duties, but he'd be sure to redouble his efforts in the future.

"That's a good idea. Those people could know something we need." Or be the people to avoid...
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POSTED: 02 May 2013

"But haven't you always?" Evelyn inquired, smiling faintly. Evelyn didn't want to admit that he had been right about all of those times—those times that they should have stayed in England, rather than going to another dig for her latest 'obsession'. This expedition had made her realize that, especially as she observed other civilians and their carefree, oblivious demeanor. She envied them. For the first time, she wanted to be them.

"Oh?" Evelyn responded, surprised. "That's very kind of him…I hope that with yesterday's events, it might convince those two to leave if they haven't already. I did warn them, you know—vaguely. But what could we possibly need from them?"

Evelyn had only released Rick's hand from her grasp when their food arrived and it was placed on the table. But she couldn't get herself to eat, and she merely stared and picked at her food with her fork without taking a single bite. Her left hand held her head as she leaned her elbow against the table. Evelyn couldn't recall the last time she had lost her appetite despite her stomach's increasing demand for food. Eating didn't feel right, nor did being out of the inn feel right. But she needed to get out of there, even just for a little while.
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POSTED: 13 May 2013

As Evelyn continued to pick at her food, she winced briefly and placed her silverware back down on the table. Scratching her forehead with her forefinger, the sensation that she was feeling was peculiar, but nothing that was new to her. She nearly opened her mouth to talk, but she couldn't get herself to do so. Instead, her eyes closed for a brief moment, and the Englishwoman was overtaken by Nefertiri.

When Nefertiri reopened her eyes, she looked around the restaurant frantically until her eyes met with Rick's. "You again!" Nefertiri rasped in Ancient Egyptian, jumping to her feet as the chair tumbled backwards. In order to create a diversion, Nefertiri attempted to lift the table in an effort for it to fall on Rick.

Without hesitation—without even looking back to see if what she had done was successful—Nefertiri jumped over the fallen chair and dashed outside the front door of the restaurant, leaving Evelyn's purse behind.

When she made it outside, Nefertiri was shocked that it had been raining. She held out her hands for a brief moment to feel the rain, looking up towards the sky and then towards the greenery. She shook her head for a brief moment, and quickly continued running. She had to find him.

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I'm assuming they're not sitting at a booth/not too far from the door?
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POSTED: 27 May 2013

Rick frowned slightly at his wife, noticing she was barely touching her food. Rick's appetite, as usual, was as strong as ever. He was about to say something when he noticed her wince.

"Headache?" He asked, a bit curious but more worried. Every small ache and pain seemed to indicate something bigger, and now was no exception. "Sonnova!" He shouted as he recognized the gravely ancient Egyptian he still couldn't speak. As she tried to flip the table on him, he stood then grabbed it with both hands and flipping it right back around, hoping to catch her legs. Of course she was already off running.

"DAMMIT!" He shouted, feeling very justified in his language. One night. ONE NIGHT OUT.

He rushed around the table, leaning down to catch Evy's purse on the way out. He'd have to come by late to pay for the damages, right now he had much more important thing to worry about, and right now they had a good twenty second head start.

"Evy!" He called out when he left the restaurant. He looked down the street but didn't see her. When he looked the other way though, he saw her shape turn a corner and out of sight. "Evy!" He repeated, taking off after her like a bullet from a gun. He couldn't lose her out here, he'd never be able to find her again, and it wasn't like the Medjai had the resources right now to send people looking for her. No, he had to get her back, there just wasn't any other option.

Lucky for Rick, Evy didn't dress for running, and she was in no physical condition for it today. He was able to catch up, but that hardly meant he could stop her. He grabbed her by the shoulder and spun her around, praying that somehow the problem has just run itself out...
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POSTED: 29 May 2013

As Nefertiri ran, she had already felt exhausted. Her speed was slower than what she was accustomed to. It came to no surprise when she heard her stomach growl, begging for food. She felt like she hadn't eaten in awhile.

When Nefertiri arrived at another corner, she stopped running to catch her breath. She then cupped her hands in order to have some of the rain to drink. Nefertiri was grateful for Tefnut's infrequent gift of rain in the bizarre, foreign land. However, as she observed her surroundings, it seemed that she had visited this land frequently, a realization that surprised Nefertiri. Just how far from Kemet was she? She had never traveled outside of her homeland before.

The unfamiliar footwear (boots) on her feet was also unbearable, and Nefertiri believed that they were also the culprit for her lack of mobility. As she bent down to remove them, she was caught off-guard midway when she felt someone grab her shoulder and spin her around. She lost balance and fell onto her butt during the spin. When she looked up to see who it was, Nefertiri was furious—it was him again!

"What do you want, foreigner?" Nefertiri demanded in her tongue, lifting herself from the ground. She promptly entered a fighting stance, prepared for any sudden movements from him.
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