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* Indy enters from upstairs wearing his last pair of clean pants. If you look very closely as he saunters across the room, you might notice he is wearing a pair of red socks for some reason. The crowd at the bar parts like the Red Sea as he nears his usual stool. People seem to be eying him with amusement for some reason. He checks his flies and shrugs. He sits and orders a Jack Daniels and coke. Something about the bar decor is not quite the same as usual... but he can't place it. A presence of some kind... a sort of shiny, glittery one at that *

* He looks around the room with a bewildered frown and finally he turns his gaze down the crowded bar... *

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Indiana Jones! The Ark is nearly a twitter...in so much as a box can be. The Ark moves without moving at all to catch the light better.

* The extra sparkle draws Indy's eye to the prize. He sits motionless, staring at the Ark in its new final resting place atop the bar. He blinks, but he is not mistaken. *

The Ark... here...

* He pushes his hat back and lets out a big exhale.*

Wow

* He downs his current glass and pushes it aside. He moves towards the shiny treasure cautiously *

The Ark seems to pulsate. "Come to me!" It seems to say. "Touch me!" Also: "Lookatmelookatmelookatmeshiny!"

A shadowy shape underneath it...moves...

Lara has been stalking The Ark herself for the last hour. And she has discovered something.

"Dr. Jones, that is not an average coffee table."

She stills Indy's hand, watching the shiny box glimmer prettily, almost preening for them.

The Ark is preening!

But the thing underneath...is slithering...

* Indy is too bemused to greet Lara formerly. With a preoccupied nod he moves up to the box and slides his hand down its golden veneers. What she says registers after a few seconds * I know... its...

* he pauses * Wait, did you just say... coffee table?

*he scratches his head with his free hand, still fondly stroking the gilted edging with his other *

Ms Croft... do you not know what this is?

* he doesn't notice the writhing shape beneath the legs of the Ark *

The Ark makes a hissing noise.

Or is that The Ark?

"It is my very hard earned coffee table." She points at a water mark shaped ring on the lid. "Only thing I found after raiding that abandoned storage locker. I like my coffee table, but I think it might be up to no good."

*Liz enters and sees Indy right away. She heads over to apologize and notices the very attractive women and the ornate gold box*

What's that?

* Indy excitedly turns to Liz and ensures there are no glasses near the edge of the bar. * Hullo again. This Liz... is none other than the legendary Ark of the Covenant. Exodus 25?

* he stares at it some more * We are re-acquainted again. Glorious isn't she?

*She looks at the box and at Indy*

It's beautiful, but why is it here?

That's a very good question. It seems Ms Croft here has been using it as a coffee table for some years... long after I recovered it in my time. Who knows why anything turns up here.

* he turns to the Ark and ponders * Why are you here? Did you miss me?

*She puts a hand out and then stops*

Can I touch it?

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The Ark gleams. "Oh," The Ark seems to say, "but did you miss *me*? ...I know you did..."

A ray of light catches the edge of The Ark particularly nicely. The Ark goes:

Ping!

* Indy suppresses a deep urge to wink at the inanimate object as it glints especially for him. He opts to pat one of the angels adorning its lid instead. *

Ms Croft... *excitedly* ...you found the Ark of the Covenant!!! *dejectedly* ...and then used it as a coffee table. I'm not sure the Feds are gonna be very impressed by that. But for some bizarre reason, I am.

* He looks at Lara with some respect and says in a small voice * In my time I unearthed it near Cairo about a year ago, and went through a lot of trouble to keep it from the Nazi's. *he rubs errantly at the wound in his shoulder *

I thought the Goverment had probably destroyed it. And perhaps they should have... you do know what this thing can do right?

* He admires its sleek lines some more * She's a beauty isn't she?

The Ark glows brighter still at the mention of Nazis.

That probably *is* The Ark hissing now.

Also: OMGIndianaJones! Called The Ark a beauty! Squee! Er. The Ark means: The Ark knows that...

"I have more than enough shiny boxes. And this one was special. I had to keep it out in the open."

She watches Indy reach out again for The Ark.

"Wait, I don't think you should--"

Something darts out from under The Ark. A snake! An asp! The Ark is surprised! The Ark had no idea that was there!

*Liz, who was reaching out to touch the Ark, jumps back, letting out a bit of a startled scream*

* The Ark is not the only one in shock. Indy gasps and jumps back as the 'very dangerous' asp strikes at Indy's out-stretched hand. He tries to push Lara away from the snake as the attack fails and the reptile wriggles off the edge of the bar and falls to the floor, looking a bit confused *

* Indy growls under his breath * Snakes... always with the god damn snakes.

*he glares at the Ark* You know I hate snakes!

* He reaches for his whip, but it feels quite unnatural in his hand as it uncoils. He fumbles it and the weapon drops to the floor in front of the approaching snake. The snake cocks its head slightly as the long leather strands flop down.*

*If one looked closely over the next second or two, one might see little cartoon love hearts start to pop above the snakes head. The snake might even bat its eyelids at the whip, if it had any. *

Lara stumbles as Indy shoves her but catches herself. She pulls her pistol without conscious thought, and when Indy fails with his whip, the snake splatters across the bar.

Lara raises the pistol up to her lips and blows a coil of smoke from the barrel.

The Ark wishes The Ark friend, The Fake Holy Grail were here to make the snake turn really old, and then to dust, because The Ark hates a mess.

A mess that isn't melted Nazi, that is.

*Liz's hand erupts in blue flame at her side, she doesn't really notice*

That was weird.

* Indy eyes the bloody entrails as they twitch, and cautiously picks up his whip... peering at it with a frown. He attempts to coil it back up and affix it to his belt... but it unravels itself several times in a quite mischievous manner. He eventually ties it in a loose loop and attaches it with a dissatisfied grunt *

* He cocks his head to look under the legs of the Ark *

I think that was the only one. *he looks at Lara* Ummm... thanks. Tricky thing this Ark. I'm presuming you never actually opened the lid right?

* He checks Liz and notices the flame * Are you ok? *he nods to her hand*