If I Didn't Care (PoisonousIvee/Mr.Aznable)

[Mr.Aznable]

“Oh ha-ha.” She said, moving to follow him. “Stick in the mud.”

 

[PoisonousIvee]

"Grave robber." He replied before suddenly stopping, holding his hand out before she could go any further.
"Something wrong, Professor?" Daniil asked. Derek was scanning the floor silently before grabbing the bag from Raven's shoulder.

 

[Mr.Aznable]

“Hey!” She protested, unable to grab it back from him.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

"Shut up." He hissed, glaring lightly, before turning forward and tossing the bag ahead of them. As soon as it hit the floor, thick stone spikes shot from the wall.
"Ah, I see." Daniil muttered.

 

[Mr.Aznable]

“Very observant, but you will get me my bag back.” She said.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

"You want to walk head first into those spikes for things what don't belong to you, be my guest." He hissed.

 

[Mr.Aznable]

“It wasn’t a question.” She said. “But fine, I’ll make out just fine when I find something nicer.”

 

[PoisonousIvee]

He rolled his eyes at her and moved around the pressure plate, picking up her bag and keeping a firm hold of it for now. She didn't say to give it to her, just that he had to get it back.
"It shouldn't be too much farther now." He said.

 

[Mr.Aznable]

She scoffed, seeing him holding tight to the strap of her bag. “Child..” she muttered.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

He ignored her, keeping down the path and watching for more traps before pushing open a large stone door. Inside was a small chamber, filled with some small statues and small guilded boxes full of jewelry as well as a largely decorated sarcophagus. His eyes widened in amazement and he stepped closer.
"Oh, my God..."

 

[Mr.Aznable]

She actually stopped for a moment, the gravity of this actually weighing on her for a moment. “Wow.. genuinely..” she said. “This is.. incredible..”

 

[PoisonousIvee]

Neither of them noticed Daniil move to the other side of the room, toward an intricate looking gemstone scarab. He picked it up and examined it slowly, even as Derek gushed over the sarcophagus.
"This is it...! This is Intef the Elder! The progenitor of Thebian rulers! I don't believe it!"

 

[Mr.Aznable]

“This really is incredible..” she said. She pat his back gently. “You.. you did good..” she said.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

He glanced at her, brows furrowed a bit, before his expression softened.
"Thanks.." He mattered.
"Well, this has all been very fun." Daniil said, turning towards them with his gun, "But I'm afraid this os where we part ways."
"Why does this not surprise me." Derek muttered, raising his hands.

 

[Mr.Aznable]

She nodded and moved to grab her bag. “Yes, of course.. shall we?” She asked, looking towards Daniil.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

He pointed his gun at her, smiling kindly, "I'm afraid with you as well, Devushka Jones." He told her.

 

[Mr.Aznable]

She chewed her lip a bit. “Ah. I see. News from Poland is correct, you Russians are backstabbers, just like the Germans.” She backed up towards the sarcophagus.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

He merely chuckled softly, pocketing the scarab, "It's just business." He told her.
"Usually is." Derek muttered.

 

[Mr.Aznable]

“I really hope those curses are real.” She said quietly,

 

[PoisonousIvee]

Daniil kept his gun on them as he stepped out of the chamber, shutting the big stone door behind him. Derek turned to Raven with a sort of "I told you so" look.
"Where do you find these guys."

 

[Mr.Aznable]

She sighed. “They find me..” she said. “Look, I don’t want to hear a word, I’m trapped in here with you, that’s bad enough.”

 

[PoisonousIvee]

"You're telling me." He muttered bitterly before looking around for a different exit.

 

[Mr.Aznable]

She sat and sighed loudly. “Well? How screwed are we?”

 

[PoisonousIvee]

"Uh," he continued to look around the ceiling, "so far, pretty screwed."

 

[Mr.Aznable]

“Just great.. you’re a bad luck magnet you know that? I should have known better than to poach one of your digs..” she said.