AN: Okay! I was reading the wonderful Deana's stories (and if you haven't read them you really need to!) and the plot bunnies just infested my brain! Lol, all I own is the idea for this story; Mummy is Sommers' and Safti is Deana's. This story has nothing to do with MMM. Enjoy!
Italics equals thought
{} equals different language than English
Bold equals emphasis
Ardeth and Safti spoke in Arabic as the confused (and pretty much scared to death of the two fierce-looking warriors) cabbie drove them thru the streets of London. As per the usual, it was raining and pretty gloomy. Ardeth didn't understand what kept happening to the sun; did the gods want to make London the most miserable place to live? If so, he thought it was working.
{It is good that we could make it to see the O'Connell's on such short notice} Ardeth tried not to turn green.
{Yes, except for the plane…} Safti laughed. Ardeth hated planes. Too many bad experiences. Ardeth gave his long-time best friend a mock glare, trying not to smile.
{Do not laugh at me! You try flying and crashing. Both times!} Safti chuckles.
{You know I only bait you because it works. Anyway, what did Evy say she found again?}
{A pendant that she believes is the Amulet of Mnemosyne}
{The Greek goddess of memory?}
{Yes}
{Who's Amulet is said to transport one into past memories, where one could easily wreak havoc on the future?}
{Yes} The men gave each other looks that could only be described as the Medjai version of 'oh crap, here we go again'.
{Let's hope not} they both agreed at once.
I think this is going to be a funny one. For those waiting on Mav, she's starting to come back, so please be patient. Reveiws are love ~ 3