(1) Visit from a Friend
London, England (Shortly after the defeat of Anubis Army) Alex O'Connell sat at the desk and stared at the telegram that came for his parents. His curiosity was getting the best of him as he waited for them to get home. His Uncle Jonathan was seated on the nearby sofa sleeping off a hangover and oblivious to Alex's actions. Alex tried to pick open the edges of the envelope to peek inside but it didn't help. Suddenly, the front door opened and he raced towards it. His parents, Rick and Evie O'Connell walked in talking about their day's work. "MUM, DAD!" he yelled as he jumped up into his dad's arms. "A telegram came for you and it looks important." Jonathan, woken by the noise, sat up and looked at the commotion. Groaning he rubs his head. "Alex, old chap, you need to remember your uncle is ill, yes ill and needs his rest." Evie walks over towards the desk where the telegram lays and laughs at her brother. "Perhaps, Jonathan, you wouldn't need to rest if you didn't hang out all hours of the evening imbibing." Chuckling she opens the telegram and reads, her eyes lighting up. "Rick, it is from Ardeth. He says he needs to come to London to escort some artifacts back to Egypt. He says he will stop by once he arrives." Rick smiles, his son up on his shoulders. The thought of his friend actually sending a telegram almost laughable. "Well we have enough room for him to stay here. When did he say he would arrive?" Putting the envelope down, Evie removes her coat. "He says within a week. Which means anytime now. I wonder what artifacts. We did get a large crate in today." As they ponder the doorbell rings. Rick, putting Alex down, walks to the door and opens it. In the door stands a tall, man dressed in Med-jai clothing. "Hello, O'Connell."
Rick laughs and slaps the man hard on his back in welcome. "Ardeth we were just talking about you. Come in." Laughing, Ardeth rubs the top of Alex's head and then bows slightly towards Evie. "I take it you received the telegram? I did not wish to show up and startle you this time." The talk continued as they walked to the main room, the close friendship between them all leading way to some gentle teasing. As the maid enters to announce dinner, Evie states for her to prepare a room for Ardeth. "Evie you do not have to do that," Ardeth protests. "I can sleep outside." "Nonsense, Ardeth," she scolds. "You are like family. Besides tomorrow we can all go to the museum together. What artifacts are you searching for?" Rick glances up at him with a leery look as he begins to cut the roast that is laid upon the dining table. "Please don't' tell me it's another mummy," he jests. Ardeth shakes his head as he speaks. "I was ordered to come and retrieve items that belonged to the Med-jai during the times of the Pharohs. They belong to us and not meant for others." He talks between bites as the others listen quietly. "Certain items were given to the Med-jai as not only gifts but for protection. There are many who have died who's spirits we need to protect." Rick gazes at Ardeth over the top of his glass then quirks a brow. "We were just received a large crate down at the Museum, perhaps that is what you were meant to look at. If you wish we can go after dinner and then you can relax for the rest of your trip.: Alex cheers at the prospect of spending time with Ardeth and chimes in. "Please say yes, we can have so much fun." With a nod of his head Ardeth smiles at the people around the table. His fondness for all of them obvious. "Yes I would like that very much." That settled the talk went to everyday things. None of them knowing how much their lives would change before the evening was over.
London, England (Shortly after the defeat of Anubis Army) Alex O'Connell sat at the desk and stared at the telegram that came for his parents. His curiosity was getting the best of him as he waited for them to get home. His Uncle Jonathan was seated on the nearby sofa sleeping off a hangover and oblivious to Alex's actions. Alex tried to pick open the edges of the envelope to peek inside but it didn't help. Suddenly, the front door opened and he raced towards it. His parents, Rick and Evie O'Connell walked in talking about their day's work. "MUM, DAD!" he yelled as he jumped up into his dad's arms. "A telegram came for you and it looks important." Jonathan, woken by the noise, sat up and looked at the commotion. Groaning he rubs his head. "Alex, old chap, you need to remember your uncle is ill, yes ill and needs his rest." Evie walks over towards the desk where the telegram lays and laughs at her brother. "Perhaps, Jonathan, you wouldn't need to rest if you didn't hang out all hours of the evening imbibing." Chuckling she opens the telegram and reads, her eyes lighting up. "Rick, it is from Ardeth. He says he needs to come to London to escort some artifacts back to Egypt. He says he will stop by once he arrives." Rick smiles, his son up on his shoulders. The thought of his friend actually sending a telegram almost laughable. "Well we have enough room for him to stay here. When did he say he would arrive?" Putting the envelope down, Evie removes her coat. "He says within a week. Which means anytime now. I wonder what artifacts. We did get a large crate in today." As they ponder the doorbell rings. Rick, putting Alex down, walks to the door and opens it. In the door stands a tall, man dressed in Med-jai clothing. "Hello, O'Connell."
Rick laughs and slaps the man hard on his back in welcome. "Ardeth we were just talking about you. Come in." Laughing, Ardeth rubs the top of Alex's head and then bows slightly towards Evie. "I take it you received the telegram? I did not wish to show up and startle you this time." The talk continued as they walked to the main room, the close friendship between them all leading way to some gentle teasing. As the maid enters to announce dinner, Evie states for her to prepare a room for Ardeth. "Evie you do not have to do that," Ardeth protests. "I can sleep outside." "Nonsense, Ardeth," she scolds. "You are like family. Besides tomorrow we can all go to the museum together. What artifacts are you searching for?" Rick glances up at him with a leery look as he begins to cut the roast that is laid upon the dining table. "Please don't' tell me it's another mummy," he jests. Ardeth shakes his head as he speaks. "I was ordered to come and retrieve items that belonged to the Med-jai during the times of the Pharohs. They belong to us and not meant for others." He talks between bites as the others listen quietly. "Certain items were given to the Med-jai as not only gifts but for protection. There are many who have died who's spirits we need to protect." Rick gazes at Ardeth over the top of his glass then quirks a brow. "We were just received a large crate down at the Museum, perhaps that is what you were meant to look at. If you wish we can go after dinner and then you can relax for the rest of your trip.: Alex cheers at the prospect of spending time with Ardeth and chimes in. "Please say yes, we can have so much fun." With a nod of his head Ardeth smiles at the people around the table. His fondness for all of them obvious. "Yes I would like that very much." That settled the talk went to everyday things. None of them knowing how much their lives would change before the evening was over.
