Project: Aten

[Wallstreet]

What brings me to Egypt? thought Enzo to himself Guns, bombs, very VERY angry men.

"Well, Kira, I'm afraid I'm going to have to be a bit vague. But as it is in all places, when business is bad, business moves. My associates and I ran into some terribly unfortunate business back in New York. The Rossi business was moved back to Italy for the time being."

Enzo was continuing to survey the crowd during his dance, his fascination with the fabulous wealth surrounding him not letting up. He noticed a famous singer wearing a very pretty stone conversing with a white husky wearing what he perceived to be military dress. Hmm, that body language denotes a serious connection to wealth. By the cut of her jib, I'd pin her to be a rich daughter or something. Wonder what she's doing in a place like this dressed like that. In any case...

Enzo refocused on his partner. Royalty! No kidding, I knew I noticed something. This is getting more and more interesting.

"But well, done! I am from the States! And you may be wondering why I'm here instead of in Italy. Egypt has always tickled my fancy. News of fabulous treasure and adventure has finally convinced me to partake in this trip. I have a particular set of skills that I think some group of adventurers or another may find to of use to them. So! Why I am here?" Enzo grinned and spun the contessa. "Simple enough, adventure!"
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[Miss Scorpia]

"Ah yes. The thrill of the adventure. Then you seem to be the right place."
Kira looked around and saw a empty table.
"Shall we sit down for a moment and have a drink?" She asked and headed for the table.
But suddently a coyote felt on the floor in front of her and a wolf began to tap him. The coyote looked shokked when the wolf let him go.
Kira felt sorry for the coyote and helped him get up. "You poor man. Are you okay?" She looked at Enzo. "Will you please grab that chair? I think this man needs to sit down."
They got the coyote seated and sat down them self by the table.
"Let's all have a drink, huh?" Kira said and got a waiters attention. "What will you be having?"
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[Tearlach]

Beibhinn saw the the rather dapper dog fox approach her table from the corner of her eye. He introduced himself politely enough with a small bow and asked for a dance. Beibhinn blushed slightly the blood making her ears glow a soft pink. She glanced over to Sir Rodney who had seemed to have finished his conversation with Sir Percy and was now engaged with a large green ..hamster!?
Beibhinn nodded and Shadow held out his hand, she took it lightly and together they walked on to the dance floor.
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[henkcobra]

Henk just wanted to ask Constance about to her life and why she was here, but then he saw Kira and Enzo stopping with there dance and walking to a table. But on top of that she was asking or helping a second male, Johnny, to her side.

Henk excused him for Constance and gave her a kiss on the hand and a small flower of paper and put the flower in her hand. Then Henk took the drink that he ordered before for his mistress and winked Greg and James to come with him.

"Miss Kira, here is have a drink for you and 2 possible bodyguards, For mister Enzo his weapons and for you my new 'friend' a question." Said Henk to Johnny.

"What is a young male like you, doing here and walk away from that husky and sit here at my mistress table?" Henk place him self behind Johnny and let his nails go over the head of the coyote.

"I hope that you don't gonna dishonor my lady, if so I will dishonor YOU."
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[Niam Maxtor]

The atmosphere in the ballroom seemed dry. Niam was tired of feeling so stiff; these kinds of events weren't really suited for him. Niam took off his jacket, placing his room and walled into his pants pocket, and laying the jacket itself on the back of his chair. He had been wearing a three-piece suit. He reached into his vest pocket pulled out his pocket watch, opening it and looked at the time, then placed it back in the pocket. It was growing late, and the organizers of this party had not arrived or if they were present had not yet made there appearance. With all the time that Niam had spent looking around a couple of questions were growing in the back of his mind. The location of the host was one such question, and why the large gathering was the other.

Niam decided to loosen up, he hated being so stiff. The wine helped in this. Niam could hold his liquor well, he did not fear getting drunk from just a couple drinks, but he was cautious and decided that he need not drink any more alcohol after this glass. Thinking about the glass he raised it and took another sip before setting it back down upon the table. He mused to himself about the people gathered here; noblemen, mercenaries, bodyguards, and there were also several soldiers here that were veterans from the Great War. Looking around Niam noticed a person point at him, a waiter is seemed, indicating his location to a coyote that was holding some photos in his hand. Seems that something is happening after all..., thought Niam to himself. He also noticed Sir Rodney Efingham, of whom seemed to be engaged in conversation with someone that he couldn’t see, as other people blocked his view. Interesting...very interesting indeed…

Niam turned his attention to Rin.

“Seems that quite a few people have shown up for this get-together,� said Niam casually. Niam took another sip of his wine, emptying it, and as if called for a waiter appeared holding the appropriate wine bottle in his hands.

“Would you care for more wine sir?� Asked the waiter.

“No thanks,� Niam responded. The waiter took the glass and left the table, seemingly melting into the crowd. I wonder how they do that, thought Niam. He looked back over to Rin and continued to speak.

"It also appears that our host has yet to reveal himself to us," Rising Niam donned his coat once again, then making a slight bow he then extended his hand. "May I have the honor of a dance?"
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[Evan_Himmel]

Rin thought about it for a few secents then said, "shure, but i must warn you. Im not very graceful with there heals on." She took Niam's hand after she gave him her warnning, She follows his lead as she trys not to fall over like a cut down tree.

[Chaosengine]

"Good evening sir, Sir Rodney Efingham. How do you do?

The greeting scared the "Snog" out of Snogswell, who nearly fell out of his chair. A squeak of suprise followed by a start caused an empty liquor bottle to sail through the air and strike a waiter right in his "man button". The poor fellow stumbled backwards in pain, slammed into a dessert cart and sent it rolling across the room. The pastry-laden missle rammed a gentleman in the buttocks and shoved him head first out a window. A shrill yelp stopped the dancers long enough to hear the loud splash of the victim landing in a fountain (I hope). The gala continued as though nothing had happened.

"I think I had a heart attack!" Charlie quickly composed himself. "Good evening to you too, sir!"

(Chris Farley + Leslie Nielson = Charlie )
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[Lidia_Apricot]

After hearing the drink order from Constance and request to see Diana's ears perform again, Diana smile to the majestic mare and say, "Yes, Ma'am."

Diana thought quickly what drink would be good for the mare guest. In minutes, she choose a drink for the mare and began remembering the ingredients for the drink. Diana untied the black ribbon, holding the long ears, and her three foot long ears flop down; then raise back up to life, waiting on Diana's signal to start. As Diana turned around to her bar station, she looked to the far side of the bar table and saw a male fruit male raised his shot glass up, and asked for another round of his drink. Diana smiled and winked at the fruit bat and said, "Coming right up."

Suddenly, An unexpected sound of shattered glass made Diana turned around, to see what object damage. Then she saw one window with broken, shattered glass on the floor and limping on the window; then a loud splash coming from outside of the Hotel, meaning that someone landed inside the Winter Palace's fountain.

*sigh* "There goes half of my paycheck.", whispered Diana dully.

Ignoring the employees running out of the Hotel, to the fountain checking on the victim, Diana grabbed a shot glass from a cabinet and knelt down under her bar station and opened up the ice box, and use the ice scoop to scoop some ice into the shot glass. Noticed the ice box was running low on ice, she made a mental note to remind herself to get more ice from the freezer room at the Winter Palace's kitchen. After the long-ear bartender poured the drink that the male fruit bat ordered into the shot glass, Diana set the shot glass on the table and slide the glass down the table, after she called out, "Shot glass for big ears!" It took the male fruit bat a minute to know that the long-ear bartender was referring to him and quickly grabbed the shot glass, stopping it from sliding further to the end of the table and thanked her.

Diana began picking up the ingredients she needed to make the drink for the mare and placed the stuff on her little table in front of the guests.

"Look! Sexy Bronze is putting another show!"

"Looks like she's going to use her ears again!"

"They are so cute."

Diana pulled her bar stool close to her preparations table and sat down, with a little book she is holding from last time, so her ears would be able to reached the ingredients while mixing the drink.

On the little table were as follow: A champagne flute glass, a short, red, bottle fill with light rum; a little brown bowl fill with sugar; one lime; an orange squeezer; three bananas; and a bowl of cherry.

The ear duo began first by doing a quick stretch. Up and down, up and down, left and right, left and right they go.

Like waving a go flag, Diana opened her book and the ear duo began the show by sending the ingredients aside of the little table, except for the champagne glass, standing in the middle of the table.

The guests watched the ear duo bounce a little, like they are moving to a beat that only their ear hole can hear. As the duo bounced to their little beat, the left ear lift the red bottle to the table, while the right ear pulled the cork from the bottle and placed the cork to the side. Then the left ear gently poured the light rum into the champagne glass; then stopped halfway of the glass and the right ear closed the bottle with the cork and set the bottle under the little table, completed step one.

In step two, the right ear pull the lime on the table while the left took hold of a knife and carefully cut the lime in half. Then the duo pull the orange squeezer on to the table and use it to squeeze the juice out of the half lime. When the orange squeezer bowl is filled with lime juice, the right and the left ear lift the bowl over the glass and carefully pour the lime juice into the champagne glass, mixing the light rum inside. As the right ear mix the rum and the juice together with a spoon, the left ear grabbed one banana from the three and hold it up in the air, showing everyone it.

Then one of the guest asked the question that is on each of the guest's mind: "How are they going to peel the banana?"

The question made the ear duo, and the guest, freeze at what they are doing. The ear duo stared down at the motionless banana on the little table; then stared at each other with each of them thinking: *Oh...we hadn't thought of that.*

Diana, with her nose on the book, gave out a low chuckle *Oh. this is going to be funny.*, thought Diana as she flipped a page from her book.

Poking, lifting, and dropping the banana, the ear duo are trying to figure out how to remove the banana peel without squishing or ruining the banana. The right ear watch as the left ear wrapped the banana around its ear. Like a snake squeezing its prey with its body, the left ear squeezed the banana with all its might. After one final squeeze the banana popped out of its peel and zoomed straight up to the ceiling with a splat. The ear duo and the guest looked up and saw a yellow splat on the ceiling. The guests laughed at the scene as the left ear threw the banana peel to the side and picked up the second banana. But the right ear quickly grabbed the banana from the left ear, like telling the left ear squeezing the banana out is out of the question.

As the guests continue on watching the ear duo figuring out their little banana problem, the left ear straight itself up as in trying to say that it had an idea. The left ear picked up the banana horizontally; then it gesture the right ear to wrap itself around the other end of the banana. Getting the idea, the right ear wrapped itself around the other end and the duo began pulling the banana.

"...I don't think that is a good idea.", said one of the guest.

The duo continued pulling farther and harder the banana. The right ear wrapped the end too tight that the banana flung out of the banana peel and zoomed towards a male Arctic Fox-Wolf.

*SPLAT!*

*GASP* the guests and Diana quickly turned around and see a male Arctic Wolf's face, cover in splatted banana. Unable to see the Arctic fox-wolf's expression from under the splatted banana, the left ear quickly duck under the table, pull out a towel and threw the towel towards the Arctic Fox-Wolf and landed on his face. The left and the right ear wiggle it's tip ear, as trying to say, "Sorry."

Leaving the Arctic Fox-Wolf for the moment, the guests turned back to the show, waiting to see what the ear duo will do with the last banana. Neither the two touched nor lifted the banana. The two stared at each other for the moment and stared at the audiences. The two nodded their little top ears and both went to their sides. Both went under the table, searching for anything to remove the banana peel off of the banana.

The left ear lifted up a hammer.

Audiences: No!

the left ear tossed the hammer.

The right ear lifted up a rolling pin.

Audiences: No!

The right ear tossed the rolling pin.

The left ear lifted up an empty glass bottle.

Audiences: No!

The left ear tossed the empty glass bottle.

The right ear lifted up a gun.
Audiences: *jumped a foot away* NO!!!!
Guest: "Where did they get hold of that!?"

The right ear set the gun under the table.

The two duo flopped themselves on top of the little table, too tire out from looking for a way to peel the banana. Suddenly a paw reached out to the banana, picked it up; then the sound of something peeling from the duo's ear hole; then the paw placed the peeled banana on the little table. The ear duo quickly sprang upward, "seeing" the outside banana has been peeled, showing yellow banana it's full view. The ear duo looked down to Diana, who still has her nose to the little book and the one who peeled the banana. Without looking up, Diana said to the duo, "Finish up the drink."

Happy that the banana has been peeled off, the ear duo cut the banana into circle piece and put three banana slice into the drink. Then they poured one tablespoon of sugar into the drink and mix the ingredients together. Then the left ear picked up three cherry and placed them on top of the drink. Finally, the left ear picked up the champagne glass and set the glass on top of the bar table, in front of the mare. The left ear lift Miss Constance's hand, bend its ear and, like kissing, peck on Miss Constance's top hand. The left ear retrieved back and the ear duo began cleaning up the mess. Except for the splatted banana on the ballroom ceiling, all the tools are putted away and the little table had been clean off from the mess the duo made. The guests wait in silences as Diana closed her book with a loud clap and the ear duo flop down motionless. Diana stood up from the bar stool; then bowed in front of the mare and concluded the performance: "Enjoy your drink."

The audiences applauded for Diana's outstanding show.

After tying up her ears back, once again, Diana set a little sign that read: BE BACK LATER.
Also under it in Arab.

Diana walked out of the bar and walked up the male Arctic Fox-Wolf who got hit in the face by a banana from her performance.

The towel was still on the Arctic's face, so Diana can not see his expression, but still she said, "Good Evening, Sir. I'm sorry I didn't came to you sooner, but I want to apologies to you for you got hit with a banana on your face from my performance. And I hope you forgive me for not being more careful of my tools."

Diana quietly wait for the male Arctic Fox-Wolf's answer.

[Greg]

"Yeah, I guess" Greg replied to James

When Henk called Greg and James to come with him and then Henk asked Johnny a question, Greg greeted Kira and offer her a handshake. "So you must be Kira? My names Greg, a mercenary." said Greg

[Crimson]

Crimson spotted the gentleman that asked about the seat. He gestured towards it. "It's all yours mate, help yourself." Crimson said with a smile.
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[xivk]

"Ah, thank ya"

As the brown rabbit takes a seat bout to ask a question he is cut short by crashing sound of a window looking to see apparently someone jumped out or something. Trying again to talk hes cut off again by the raging cries of the crowd looking towards the bartender to see shes making a drink with her ears. Trying once more as the crowd quiet down watching in suspence.

"so... what brings you out here to this.. eh.. crazy pary... thing mr...?"
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[Caroline]

Taking a deep breath to keep herself from scolding the equine, Valerie forced herself to return the smile she offered. How dare she act so... familiar with me! Smiling at me, like we're classmates or sorrority sisters or something. Patience Valerie... remember who you are dealing with here. Closing the chequebook, Valerie replied, "Yes, One has had experience with things that are difficult to purchase. It can be regrettible, but perhaps One will be able to convince you at another time. Well, One will leave you with your... gentlemen callers than, equine."

Turning her heel, she stormed away from the bar, stuffing the leather chequebook back into her pocket. The change in events put her in no mood to see which of the two Brits was heading South first. Instead, she fished out her key to her room. Storming through the ballroom, she drove her way through the dancers, onlookers, merrymakers, barely able to keep from grinding her teeth in frustration. Her nostrils flaired and her eyes froze the blood in the viens of anyone who met her gaze. The nerve of that... that... that Hollywood starlet! Give someone a moment of fame in the nickelodeon, and they think they are the equal of me. ME! I'm Valerie Lynn Carms, and I get what I want. Valerie didn't even notice several people getting out of her way, and whispering insults behind her back. It didn't even register to her when an oriental incapacitated Captain Stubie, or when one of the guests defenistrated himself.

Arriving at her room, she jammed the key into the lock, barely waiting to unlock the door before throwing it open. Slamming it closed behind her, she didn't even bother putting the doorchain in place. It was all she could do to remember to take the key out of the door even. She knew exactly what she needed. Throwing her pith helmut onto the large, silk-covered bed, she headed for the nightstand. Picking up a silver bottle, the mamaluk husky made her way to the washroom. She poured herself a glass of tonic water. Looking at the bottle, she nearly screamed in aggrivation. She was down to her few ounces of laudanum syrup. Not even bothering with the tonic water this time, Valerie uncorked the bottle, and drank it dry.

The effects were almost instantaneous. It seemed she required a bit more each time, but its effects were amazing whenever she drank it. Her entire being calmed and became like liquid, as her eyes glazed over a bit, and her tongue slid out of her mouth. "I am... going to need more of this..." she managed to mumble, before collapsing into the porcelin bathtub. "I wonder... I wonder how... Cap... Captain Stubie is doing..." she mumbled before closing her eyes to enjoy the effects of the laudanum.

[JohnnyPsycho]

Johnny was stunned for a moment, not expecting to be assaulted in the middle of a ball. He wasn't hurt, just surprised by the speed and efficiency of the man who took him to the ground. He didn't have time to ask the strange Chinese man who he was before he stormed off, and a pair of dancers helped Johnny to his feet.

"Thank you very much," Johnny said as the pair helped him to a seat, adding, "This hotel needs to hire itself some new waiters..."

No sooner had he said this than he recognized the young feline lady who had helped him to his seat. Well, this is not the way I would have liked to make a first impression, he thought to himself.

When she asked if he wanted something to drink, Johnny replied, "Um, I think I'll just have a water, thank you." He didn't want to tempt fate by ordering yet another alcoholic beverage... he feared some further bad luck would befall him.

"Excuse me for prying, miss," Johnny said, once the waiter had left with their drink orders, "but would you happen to be Lady Kira Wladyslaw?"

No sooner had he asked than a crew of rough looking individuals approached, at the head being a rather surly looking cobra. The cobra asked a couple questions of Johnny in a rather thick Dutch accent, and by his body language he was obviously trying to intimidate the coyote. Johnny, who had survived the hell that was aerial combat during the Great War, barely raised an eyebrow at such bravado. He simply smiled at the cobra, then turned to Kira and said, "Let me guess... your bodyguard?"

Not waiting for a reply, Johnny said, "I'm afraid I haven't had the opportunity to properly introduce myself. My name is Johnny Sixkiller, and I'm an airplane pilot. I'm currently under the employ of a certain Miss Valerie Carms... the 'husky' your bodyguard just mentioned. She has expressed some interest in acquiring your services, Miss Wladyslaw." He pulled out the photographs of Kira and her bodyguard and handed them to the cat, as evidence of what he was saying was true.

"I'm afraid that's all the information I have to give you. Miss Carms was a bit vague about the details," Johnny said, with a touch of irritation, before adding, "If you have any further questions, I believe you can find her in Room 14 of this hotel."

The waiter returned with Johnny's water just as the sound of breaking glass and a commotion from the other side of the ballroom grabbed everyone's attention. With a sigh, Johnny took hold of his water glass and whispered to himself, "Looks like I'm not the only one having a rotten luck tonight."

Johnny politely excused himself from his hosts, kissing Lady Kira's hand respectfully as he rose to leave. He noticed he got a jealous glare from the cobra as a result, and couldn't help but smirk. Before he left, Johnny looked over the motley crew of bodyguards surrounding Kira (and the red squirrel, who didn't really look like a bodyguard), and added, "If you want my advice, I'd only take one of your bodyguards with you on this expedition. My plane has very limited seating capacity, and I highly doubt we'll find much trouble in some dusty old tombs. Have a good evening, miss."

Johnny walked away from the table, feeling content he had just done as Miss Carms had asked of him, and began walking with renewed spring in his step. He was just starting to wonder where the white lion had gone to (as Valerie had pointed him out as another person of interest) when he suddenly spotted a familiar face in the crowd. Overjoyed to see an old friend, Johnny quickly snaked his way around tables and party guests to reach the rabbit bartender, Diana Bronze.

"Diana!" Johnny exclaimed with a wide grin, "What in blazes are you doing in Luxor?" He had no sooner asked the question when the gentleman beside her removed the towel from his face, causing Johnny to do a quick double-take.

"YOU!" Johnny replied in surprise. It was the same Chinese fellow who had knocked him to the ground not moments earlier. Immediately, he got between the canine and Diana, shielding her from him and saying, "Stay back, Diana! This waiter's got a nasty temper! He knocked me to the ground without provocation earlier! If I were you, I'd find a manager to get this guy fired..."
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[DesertWolf]

"Well that should teach him a lesson he won't forget."Wan Kuei thought to himself as left the coyote lying on the ground.Wan Kuei made his way to the bar using his training he quickly and deftly maneuvered around the crowd without bumping into any of them.Finding a seat nearby,Wan Kuei had begun to watch the rabbit girl mix a drink using her ears."Very impressive."Wan Kuei again thinking to himself.He couldn't help noticing the husky and the mare at the other side talking about something as well as try to remember where he's seen them before.It really didn't matter he was simply too focused to notice the banana coming his way.Normally,Wan Kuei would be able to catch it with no problems,he could catch a grain of rice in mid-air with chopsticks but unfortunately today was different.The banana landed right on his face just as he turned around with a towel following suit.Wan Kuei began toweling himself to rid his snow white fur of the fruit when he heard the bartender's voice apologizing for the accident."Just as he finished,he heard another familiar voice.It was the coyote again and again with insults of calling him a waiter again.The anger nearly pushed itself out but Wan Kuei managed to suppress it and with a calm demeanor said "she doesn't have anything to fear from me.Unlike some people she at least has the common courtesy to apologize to people.""And for the record my name is not YOU! nor is it waiter,it's Wan Kuei.I normally don't show outsiders my techniques,but I think you're in need of another lesson and I think the audience wants a show as well."Wan Kuei had said with a devilish smile on his face.He began by grabbing a two trays full of empty bottles,picking one up he started rubbing his index and middle fingers from his right hand down its dark green body.Suddenly and without warning Wan Kuei hit the bottle with his two fingers breaking it,the loud shattering got everyone's attention.Placing the broken bottle down picked up another and again he broke it this time with the fingers on his left hand.Again he placed the remainder down and picked up 5 more bottles this time he broke them on the crown of his head and again he sat the broken pieces down.Finally Wan Kuei undid the frog buttons to shirt to expose his throat and neck.Taking a few of the broken pieces he laid down, he proceeded to with full force thrusting the glass into his Adam's Apple and instead of piercing the throat and killing him,the glass just broke again and all that was left after each thrust as nothing more than the top.But he still wasn't done.Taking the remainder of the bottles began thrusting the other shards into the sides of his neck,and just like before nothing remained.With his demonstration over Wan Kuei exhaled deeply.
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[xxthalexx]

'Nice to meet you Kira" also offering his hand. "And i may not be a mercenary but id be glad to offer my services." James said politely
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[Symphony]

Well, that was quite rude of her, Constance thought as the husky delivered her sarcastic response before running off furiously. Seems like that little miss isn’t used to not getting her will. Or perhaps she’s just having a bad day. Still, that’s no reason to behave like that.

With a small shake of her head, Constance turned back to the show Diana was putting on. The husky girl was quickly forgotten as she watched the long-eared bartender mix a drink. Constance couldn’t help but smile at the performance, and even let out a small laugh as she watched the work of the ears.

“Thank you very much�, she said as the drink was finished and placed in front of her, and giggled as one of the ears touched her hand. Raising the glass to her lips, she let the sweet taste of the drink drink fill her mouth. Mmm, just the way I like it. She certainly knows how to make a great drink.

While slowly sipping at her drink, Constance looked around the room. Having been left alone by the husky and the cobra, she now had time to observe the other guests. At the bar were several other guests, including one green lemming who seemed to have had too much to drink. He must have been drunk already when he arrived. He couldn’t possibly have had time to drink that much so soon after arriving here.

Constance noticed that Diana left the bar, heading for a group of people by the dancefloor. There seemed to be some kind of commotion there, but she couldn’t quite make out what was happening due to other guests blocking her sight. Stretching her neck, she managed to catch a glimpse of what was going on. Did that man just hit himself in the head with a bootle? Ohh there he did it again.

Turning away from the scene, Constance took another sip of her drink. Just leave it alone, Constance. It’s none of your business. She tried to ignore what she had seen, but even the sweet drink made especially for her, couldn’t take her mind of what might be going on.

No, she thought firmly as she stood up. Someone might be hurt and I can’t just sit here pretending that nothing’s happened. At least I’ll have to find out if there’s sanything I can do. With that she began making her way for the crowd of people that had caught her attention.
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[ShadowFox13]

Shadow smirked a little upon noticing her blush slightly, after he asked her to dance. Well at least she's not entirely put-off by me; most of them either just ignore me or walk off. But I still wish she would speak with me even if just her name.
He offered her his hand and when he felt the gentile tenderness in her touch he, for once, completely forgot about his mission. Once they reached the dance floor he started to lead her through the dance as gingerly as he could, he was a little out of practice because of the war and his choice of profession.
Halfway through their dance he remembered that he was supposed to be looking for someone but decided that it could wait until after the dance. Maybe She might be able to help me. I'll have to show her the picture when we get back to her table.
The dance ended and the pair walked back to the table. He politely helped her into her seat then walked around the table to his.
"I must thank you for the dance madam." Shadow says as he bows his head slightly, "I hope that it was satisfactory for you as well."
He takes a sip of whatever drink it was that he acquired from a waiter earlier in the night. He smiles slightly and continues, "It was a nice change of pace that I wasn't really expecting." Fighting to find the correct words Shadow struggles on, "I'm not at the ball to enjoy it but rather because I'm working... ...I'm looking for someone. Maybe you could help me." He removed the photo from his pocket and slid it across the table to her. "That is who I'm trying to find..."
Shadow starts to think about what he looked and sounded like right there and his head sinks a little in shame and disappointment. I just couldn't leave well enough alone, could I? We had a nice dance, things were looking up and I could have left it at that. But no, I had to ramble on like an idiot...
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[Wallstreet]

After helping the coyote to his seat, Enzo sat quietly and listened to what the pilot was saying. Upon mention of this Valerie Carms, Enzo quickly snapped to the likelihood of that curiously dressed rich daughter. That's likely it, I suppose I was right. There's going to be excursions. Who needs a pilot and an egyptologist if there isn't going to be a trip out into yonder. Wonder if she's going to be working with the guy hosting this shindig.

Enzo looked at the photos as they were passed forward, and considered sniping one or two. Useful information and all. He decided against it however. Unfortunately for the squirrel, unless identified, he wouldn't be able to really demonstrate his usefulness unless the appropriate situation arose.

"Miss Wladyslaw," said Enzo in a more serious tone. "It would appear that my meeting you could very well lead to the adventure I came here for. If you would, I would be forever grateful if you could find your way to including me in your party. I promise myself to be useful, you see I am an expert with traps and locks, as well as any difficult place to access. You would not regret the decision. In any case, while you make your decision, perhaps I could help you find your employer. You told me she summoned you anonymously? Perhaps you have some questions for her? May I join you to speak with her?"
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[Miss Scorpia]

Kira greated the two men interduced by Henk. "You trust these men?" The snake nodded. "Good. I trust your judgement Henk."

The coyote left the table after showing her the pictures from miss Carms.
'So, It's Valerie Carms who has summoned me here!' Kira thought to her self and smiled. 'This is indeed interesting!'
"Well gentlemen. Seems like we will be getting alot of sun in this mission."

Kira listened to what Enzo had to say. "Traps and locks you say? My my, sounds like quite a lucrative buisness." She said and winked at the squirrel.
"Well, I will try to speak to miss Carms. It was room 14 mr. sixkiller said, right? You are welcome to join me mr. Rossi. Maybe miss Carms can use some with your talents."

The young cat got up and walked towards the stairs. She was followed by her bodyguards and a squirrel. People made room where ever she and the men passed by. Sometimes she hated this. It made her stood out and she really wanted to blend in like normal people.

They walked up the stairs and reached miss Carms room. Kira looked the large group of men behind her. "Maybe some of you should wait outside so we don't overwhelm miss Carms."
Kira then knocked at the door and waited for a response.
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[henkcobra]

Henk hoped that this was over fast. He was a god fighter and protector but he had only 2 eyes and had his limits. With James and Greg, the safety of Kira was better and if she was planning to go to in the dessert to look that treasure of that blasted city he needed all the help he could get.

When Henk broght Kira to the room of Carms. To give in to his mistress request he looked at Greg and James. "It's maybe better that I go and you stay here not that I don't trust you enough, but Mistress safety I my responsibility first. Also I need on to stay in the ball room to keep an eye on the organization of this ball and if he will make some announcements. But before this night is over you will have a contract as bodyguards of mistress, if you still want it?" Henk look to the James and Greg and then the got permission to enter the room.
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[Niam Maxtor]

Niam escorted Rin to the dance floor were they had begun a slow paced dance, when suddenly Ms. Carms cut across their path, she paid no heed to them it seemed, but Niam recognized the young lady. She was the daughter of a wealthy man that had employed his father on many 'expeditions' in the past. This was all getting very interesting indeed. Many of the guests seemed flustered as she charged her way through, she seemed to have something on her mind, but Niam could only speculate as to what that might be. After a few moments everyone was dancing once more.

"That was Ms. Valerie Carms," said Niam to Rin as they continued their dance, "Her father used to employee my family on various expeditions, before my father retired. I wonder whats going on around here."
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[Evan_Himmel]

Rin was nearly knocked aside, and the only reason she didnt compleatly fall to the floor was becuase she held on to Niam's arm. As she got back up and returned to danceing with her partner, she grumbled in anger over the Ms. Carms plowing threw her without even so much as a good reason or appalogy.

Rin danced well, even thou she nearly fell over a few times over her anger over Valerie and her lack of experince with walking in heals. "Her reason better be a good one, or the next time i see her im going to give her a bit of what is on my mind," Run grumbled in anger. She then turned her face towards a few people who were looking at her, and she responded to ther looks with a loud, "WHAT?!" The on lookers returned to what they were previusly leaveing the two back to ther dance.

[Tearlach]

Sir Rodney was fully engrossed with Charlie, dispite himself he found this affable rodent rather engaging.
" Ah yes, I remember the first gal I proposed to.. It was a cold, crisp November night in Dundee, The full Moon was rising over the knacker's yard and carried away by the moment and a half bottle of whisky, I got down on one knee and tears welled up in my eyes, because I had come down on a sharp stone, and I said: Oy vixen, will yer not marry me!
To which the young lady replied in tones I can only discribe as belligerent; Away out of it, yer nothing but a lying, cheating, two-faced, self centered bastard, so yer are!
I knew then she had been talking to her mother.
The Lemming said nothing but nodded sagely.
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[Chaosengine]

The lemming sat and listened with his head cocked to one side, his face awash with stupid confusion.

'A Belgian viking??' He thought to himself.

Anytime Charlie got caught up in something over his head, he did the same thing he always had... think about FOOD!

The rusty cogs of his moronic brain started grinding and in his minds stupid eye, Sir Rodney's head became a cheese wheel!

"OOOooooooohhhhhh!" Snogswell's attention was firmly planted.
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[Lidia_Apricot]

As the long-eared bartender waits for the male Arctic Fox-Wolf cleaning the banana off his face, Diana heard her name was called. She turned her head, thinking a guest was looking for her to get his/her drink, instead was surprised to see an old friend, Johnny Six-Killer, which she hadn't seen since she had worked at a little pub in Cairo two years ago.

"Johnny?" whispered Diana, disbelieve seeing the pilot coyote in front of her for the first time in 2 years. Diana didn't get a chance to say more for the shock/upset face on the coyote's face when the male Arctic fox-wolf, in front of them, removed the towel from his face, revealing his face without the splatted banana on his face. Johnny walked in front of Diana, like shielding her from the Arctic fox-wolf.

"Stay back, Diana! This waiter's got a nasty temper! He knocked me to the ground without provocation earlier! If I were you, I'd find a manager to get this guy fired...", said Johnny.

Diana took a look of the Arctic fox-wolf in front of them. Besides of how handsome the Arctic Fox-Wolf look to the long-eared bartender, she had never seen him before nor remembered the manager had opened for hiring. After argued with Johnny about insulting him for being a waiter, Wan Kuei, the Arctic fox-Wolf's name, suddenly picked up two trays of empty bottles. "Oooh, those lazy waiters! I told them to put those trays of empty liquor bottle out back!", thought Diana annoyed. Then Diana watched Wan Kuei picked up an empty bottle and lift it horizontally; then placed two fingers on the green body, rubbing it from the base to the bottle neck. Then, with only two right fingers, the Arctic Fox-Wolf broke the glass bottle into pieces. Then he picked up another one and used his left fingers and, again, broke the bottle with little problems. The daring Wan Kuei continued breaking the glass bottles with his head, sprinkling the floor with pieces of glass. Diana watched in the Arctic fox-wolf undid his neck collar, showing his exposed throat and neck. Instead picking up a full, glass, bottle, he took hold a piece of broken glass and lift it in front of his throat. Diana was holding her breath while the daring Arctic fox-wolf was ready to, to Diana's point of view, a suicidal act in front of the guests; however, instead of the broken glass jab through his throat and killed him, the broken glass broke more into little pieces with each thrust he is jabbing to his throat. With that, the surprised long-ear bartender watched Wan Kuei ended his "performance" after he exhaled breath deeply.

The moment of silence turned to ranging applause from the guests, surprised and astounding of the daring Arctic fox-wolf and his ability to break the bottle glass with his own body, without receiving cuts or bruises on him. Diana shook her head in amazement that the Arctic fox-Wolf in front of her had actually broken almost all the glass bottles from the two trays.

Diana leaned her elbow on to Johnny's shoulder, smirked and said to him in his pointy ear, "So...what do you have to say to that, Little Johnny?"

[Tearlach]

Beibhinn's red eyes narrowed behind her glasses as she studied the photograph. She recognized the person at once and knew she had to inform her employer immediately. Biebhinn passed the photograph back across the table and stood up to find Sir Rodney. Seeing the look of dismay and disapointment on her dance partner's face, she gave a rare smile and leaning close to his ear whispered in a soft scottish accent;
"My name is Beibhinn" and with a flick of her tails she was gone.
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[Greg]

"well....if there such thing old treasures that you talked about, sure I'll be her bodyguard, but are you sure there's some treasures in the desert?" said Greg.

[xivk]

(wrong thread srry)
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[Feingo Ferinton]

mistake
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[Crimson]

Crimson took a swig of him drink and extended his hand. "The names Crimson and someone wanted my expertise for some kind of business proposition. What brings you here?" He said taking another swig.
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