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The Med-Jai village was a hive of activity. At least fifteen warriors – armed to the teeth - rode out to meet the group, relaxing and becoming friendly when they realised that Ardeth was with them, and it wasn't a band of thieves. One rode ahead to the village, apparently to tell the others that their leader was coming with guests as they all began to ready themselves for the arrival. Once they reached the village they were immediately greeted by a hoard of small children, who took the reins of the camels and Ardeth's horse from their owners. Indiana helped his daughter down from her troublesome camel and supported her as she limped forwards
Ardeth had immediately started to talking to some of the villagers once he'd left his horse with the children, and came over to Indy and Rhea with two women
"Sanura and Kesi will see to your leg, Rhea" he told the teenager "I will get some of the others to show you all where you will be staying." He continued, talking to the whole group "I will see you later, I need to talk to the Elders." He nodded and strode off with the warriors.
"Come with us please." Kesi said gently to Rhea, taking her arm from Indy and helping her to walk "Ardeth told us you have broken your leg?"
"Wasn't my fault." Rhea said "Seriously, but yeah." Sanura, who looked to be only a few years older than Rhea herself, giggled and spoke quickly to her companion, both breaking into peals of laughter as they led the teenager into the village.
"I feel sorry for them." Indy said as the rest were led to another part of the village "When Rhea was five, if she'd get so much as a cut you'd think her whole arm were falling off. I haven't seen her reactions lately, but I don't think I want to be the one to fix her leg up when she's conscious." Evy sent him a confused look
"Rhea's mother took her to England when she was six. This is the first time I've seen her in near ten years. Not afraid to say that she's exactly the same, just taller and louder." He explained, Rick grinned at the comment and the two shared a laugh.
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"You lost them?" Edwin Petersen yelled, red faced at the man before him. The man who'd been on guard at the tent where they had the captives, a large man himself, cowered before the larger German who was in charge of the expedition as he seemingly swelled with anger
"Please, Sir, I didn't… they must have escaped…"
"Shut up!" Petersen screamed, grabbing his pistol, he fired it into the air, blasting a hole into the canvas top of his tent and earning himself a squeak of fear from the guard as he tried to make himself smaller on the chair he sat on.
"Scaring the men to death isn't going to help." A silky voice said. Petersen turned his eyes to the corner of the tent, a young Egyptian woman, scantily clad, lounged on cushions there
"I didn't ask for your input!" he hissed at her. She sighed and rolled her eyes. Standing and stretching, she slowly walked over to where Petersen and the guard sat, aware that both were watching her slow movements
"Perhaps you should." She whispered into Petersen's ear once she'd reached them, wrapping her arms around his chest and nipping his ear.
"Tahirah!" he groaned, catching her lips and kissing her hard. He then turned back to the guard
"What's your excuse for them escaping!" he barked, the man cringed, taking his eyes from the seductive Egyptian woman to focus on the German
"Sir. If I may say so, the tent we kept the prisoners in wasn't well guarded and wasn't in the best of places, I told you before that we should have –" the rest of his argument was lost with a loud band and a scream. Petersen put down his gun and pulled the shocked Egyptian woman onto his lap as the recently deceased guards body toppled to the ground, blood slowly seeping from the bullet-hole in the centre of his forehead
"Didn't ask your input either." Petersen growled, gently stroking the woman's face "Don't cry now my dear Tahirah." He soothed
"I'm not going to cry." She replied stubbornly, running hands over his chest "You startled me is all."
"Josef!" Petersen barked, and a man quickly appeared in the tent entrance "I won't you to dispose of that filth," he nodded to the guards body "Before it starts to stink up the place." Josef nodded and grabbed the corpse, dragging it from the tent and yelling out to several other outside. Petersen turned to the woman and kissed her
"Don't worry my dear." He said "We'll find this necklace soon." She smiled at him, wrapping her arms around his neck and leaning forwards so their foreheads were touching
"And then she shall rule the world, side-by-side." She whispered seductively.