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Post by Zahira Ormarr - Black Serpent on Oct 14, 2013 8:16:05 GMT -5
Hidden away for the time being in the earlier hours in the morning, Zahira Ormarr sat at the desk in her office. It had certainly started with a little more crisp in the air, with the coming winter months, but there was still a couple of sunny days. Today certainly seemed it would be one of them. Just adding to a hopeful perfect exhibition, which would be starting shortly. There was more often than expected, paper work to be done. With artefacts coming and going at varies stages. It was fortunate that she had a close connection to a museum in Egypt, though it would at time only get her so far. So Zahira had certainly trailed through some paper work, a lot through the computer of course.. After most had been taken care of, the key that she had laid upon the desk, had drawn her attention. The curiosity had still consumed her over it. Not knowing who had sent it. Why? Nor even where it was going to lead to. Her father? That was the hope. The hand writing certainly hinted to her teacher back home, but really wasn't going to give her answers… If only she could know what the little symbols were on the key, but she couldn't say she seen them before. This City, she knew the darker places, but certainly didn't know it all by a long shot yet…
Then a knock at her door and one of the museum workers, came to say it would be time. A sweet girl name Amy, that Zahira had least come to be friendly with at work, but certainly hadn't crossed any personal conversations… Came over to hand her a small list of names. Any groups or any people wanting a little more one on one information.. It usually was small to begin with. Zahira usually found it was random, when the exhibition started. Offered free information, of course. They had to pay a small amount to come in. Which would mostly go back into the exhibitions. Zahira certainly wasn't living the rich life and nor did she require it… "Thank-you Amy… I just wish i knew what this was for!" Zahira politely thanked the young girl, after approaching her desk and taking the list. Zahira placed the key on the desk, after a lasting curious look over it. To which caught Amy's attention. 'Oh, its a storage key… Yeah, the unit is down in the east, near the docks…' Zahira dropped the list on the table, after a quick glance, before her dark eyes looked back to Amy and to the key. Slowly picking it back up. Of course! "Thank-you… I suppose we have an exhibition to open!" Suddenly Zahira felt at least a little more questions lifted off her shoulders. There was a crumb… With a warm smile, got to her feet. Collecting what she needed for the exhibition. Slipped the key into her coat pocket. Which she hung on a coat rack in her office. Revealing a yellow in colour dress. Wasn't too bright, enough to stand out, which could help. Which was a vast difference to her night look. But, the dress flowed just at or past her knees, Strapless and hugged in at the waist by a colourful belt. As usual she wore sandals, it was just a comfort and it was practical. A couple of bangles graced her wrists, a ring or to on some fingers. Her dark hair was left out, but was styled, with just the hint she had ran her hand through it. Natural in tone make-up to her darker complexion. Lastly, before Zahira followed Amy out the door. She put her badge over her neck, with her name and curator easy spotted.
Making her way down a hall, towards the egyptian section. It wasn't a long walk. Zahira's office was behind it and a little up from there. So she came through from the back of the exhibition. It was one of the largest in America, least regarding Ancient Egypt. It would probably change in size over the months, even years, depending on how the people took to it. Bringing awareness was always a good thing. It did bring elements of danger, but it also aided in protecting them for more centuries to come… It was always amazing to stare at a piece. Even as small as a bowl, a tiny statue that was stared down at maybe centuries go. With the egyptians, almost every thing was important. Every little detail. Walked through the newest addition to the Exhibition, which was maybe a cause of most of the crowd. The new Queen Hetepheres section. The sedan chair, being the upmost priced artefact in the section, with a little velvet rope and glass. It was glorious to the naked eye, made of gold and ebony…. With the last look to make sure everything was ready. In check. Zahira graced through to the entrance. A little stand was positioned to the side of the entrance. Zahira put down the lists and clip board down. It would save her carrying it throughout, but was a good to check back every once in a while if need be. Most of the information was stored in her head.. Zahira was in private far more timid. Even Serpent could be considered timid. When it came to work, it was a natural thing to work a crowd like this.
"Hello and Welcome all too the Egyptian Exhibition… I am Zahira Ormarr. The curator. What we have is an open exhibition, so you will be free to wander through the different rooms and sections set up. The newest and most exciting The Queen Hetepheres, you will find that as you move through the Old Kingdom section… Some sections and artefacts have audio information, for those who have purchased the controllers, if any other interested, they are still available to purchase… Though for any inquiries or questions, I or any of the staff members inside will be happy to answer your questions… Lastly and certainly not least, have fun. Escape into the ancient world and see them come back to life."
Zahira addressed the crowd, in a warm and welcoming tone. Offering just a little general information, hinting at a lot more in store once inside. Her hand motioned to the door with a smile as the doors officially opened and the first glimpses of an ancient world was in front of them… There were real artefacts, some replicas of the more fragile that couldn't be shipped. Especially copies of walls from tombs. Columns… But all held the heart of the world… The group of people was vast, although it was a fair amount, given it was the earlier hours in the morning. The crowds usually come bigger during the later hours and around midday. Zahira lingered a little behind the wooden stand. As the people of Gotham and people from other walks of life, entered the exhibition.
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