(Crap crap crap, disregard this post for now. Accidentally hit send. Will post in the discussion thread when I've revised it.)
"I'll do that." said Rune. With that, Weller stepped away and waved at his partner to follow him. Once they found a part of the premises that seemed
to be out of earshot, Weller stopped and took off his sunglasses.
was surreal." he said, eyebrows still raised. "I think I might be able to get used to it though, with time..."
"You're going to have to around here, there's no telling what kind of people we'll meet. Not to mention your cousin-"
"Joe is different." cut in Weller, giving Rune a very austere look. "I know who he was- who he is.
He just looks different..." He held the stare for a second or so longer, then looked around at some of the other workers and continued, "Anyway, most of the other workers are at least human, chichi outfits aside."
He looked from the people to Rune, briefly forgetting what he had really pulled Rune aside to ask about. He practically slapped his forehead once he had remembered and immediately set in on his bald partner. "Right-
what's this crap about you being an Egyptologist? You told me you were a bi
ologist- everything I've seen you do has been related to biology.
" At least as far as he could tell.
"Now you claim to be an Egypt-buff?"
Rune bit his lip. "Well, no. I'm not really. It was an interest of mine as a kid, but you're right, I never went anywhere with it." He shrugged. "It's not as though it matters."
Weller squinted at Rune in disbelief, his eyebrows pressed together. "What do you mean it doesn't matter? You just accepted a leadership position based on the fact that you know a lot about Egypt!"
"So? I still remember a few things, quite a bit more, I think, than most of the other yokels here. Plus, I brought a book!" Rune unzipped the bag slung over his shoulder and pulled out a small but stout hardcover book titled A History of Ancient Egypt: Abridged.
good. And what about when Marion notices that her prime Egyptologist has to consult his little history book every time he needs to remember something about Egypt?"
Rune shrugged again, and removed the book's dust jacket, leaving it a blank, dull blue volume. "It's my journal."
Weller wanted to press him further, but before he could think of something good enough to reinforce his point, Rune returned his book to the bag and pulled out a medium-sized Polaroid camera with a neck-strap. He handed it to Weller. "Here, take some pictures of the site before we go in. Try to get a few shots of the particularly
strange workers too."
"Wait a minute, wait a minute, we're not done discussing-" began Weller, but he was quickly interrupted.
"Sure we are. I've got it under control. Well... enough
control. If Marion asks more about my expertise, I'm sure I can talk my way through it. Now go on, there's not a lot of time left before we get to business."
Weller didn't look happy, but he wasn't sure what else he could say... well, beyond obstinate refusal
to go along with any of it, and that wasn't really in his interest. He sighed irritatedly, and said, "I resent this." before marching away with the camera.
Rune, now alone, reached back into his bag and withdrew a notebook and a ballpoint pen. Now that he had sent Weller off to take care of pictures, he could focus on something of greater interest to him: The people.
Hand over his eyes, Rune wandered around the dig, looking for someone applicable. He noticed the two in armor that Weller had pointed out earlier. One looked rather young, a teenager perhaps, but his companion was much older, with a face that bore extensive ravaging. Both looked perfectly out of place, and seemed as good of subjects as any.
Rune strode towards them at a level pace, with a friendly smile upon his face. "Hello sir, sirs.
" He said, nodding at each of them. "I'm Rune Prestegard, and I'm doing a little study of the workers here. Care to answer a few questions?"
Weller, meanwhile had marched closer to the entrance of the tomb, where people had already started to congregate. He took a few photographs from different angles, noting with further irritation that he didn't have anywhere to store the instant films except for his own pocket.
He wandered around the rest of the site, taking pictures of the tents and a pair of camels, waiting for some indication that things were about to get rolling.
edited 20th Oct '12 11:30:23 AM by Ryuhza