Rosalynn Carnahan - Goes by Rose to family
Older sister to Evelyn Carnahan
Twin to Jonathan Carnahan
Archaeologist
Reincarnation of Na'eemah, Egyptian princess sister to Nefertiri, daughter to Seti
Fiercely loyal/protective
Height: 5'6 Hair Color: Dark brown(waist length, slightly wavy) Eye Color: Blue
OC/Richard O'Connell

Slight Difference

Chapter 1

I stopped dead as I looked around the disaster of a library that was my little sisters workplace. My eyes widened in shock as I took in all of the books and papers that had been carelessly tossed about the room. Everything was upturned with books hanging precariously from their shelves or haphazardly strewn across the floor, and several papers were still lightly floating down from where their shelves had fallen not moments before.

And in the middle of it all stood Evelyn, my sweet, innocent little Evie, looking as if she had no idea how everything had come crashing down around her in such a short amount of time.

"I honestly have no idea why people always assume Jonathan and I make all of the messes," I called as I started to slowly pick my way through shelves and books, "because honestly, you are worse than we are at times."

I came to halt by her side as she looked up at me with huge eyes. "I mean look at this, how did you even manage to knock down every shelf in this place?" I questioned as I kicked one of the fallen bookshelves.

"ROSE!" I staggered back a few steps, slightly unbalanced as I quite suddenly found myself with an arm full of an excited Evie.

"I didn't know you would be getting back today! How long have you been back? Have you seen Jonathan yet? How was the site? Did you find anything interesting? How long are you staying? Do you-"

"Whoa, whoa, whoa," I chuckled as I tried to gently detach her arms from around my neck, "slow down a little. Breathe a little." I grimaced, "Maybe even loosen your grip a little."

I laughed a bit harder as I saw the pout forming on her face, "I'll tell you all about it when we get home," I assured her. "I'll make sure to answer all of you questions and then some."

I patted her back as she slowly loosened her grip on my neck, relaxing now that she knew I wasn't going anywhere.

"I'm sorry Rose, I just got so excited when I saw you, It feels like it's been ages." I hugged her a little tighter, "It's alright Evie, I missed you too."

We both jumped a good foot in the air when a startled gasp rang out across what had been the library, "What... how... look at this! Sons of the Messiah! Give me frogs, flies, locusts! Anything but you! Compared to you the other plagues were a joy!"

Dr. Bey had finally come into the library(I was slightly surprised he hadn't come in earlier seeing as that crash was rather loud) and he was furious, not that I could really blame him, the library was a mess.

"I'm am so very sorry. It was an accident. I swear I didn't mean too." Evie tried to explain as she rushed over her words, "I was just trying to put T-"

She was cut off suddenly as Dr. Bey grew impatient with her, "My dear girl when Rameses destroyed Syria that was an accident. You... are a catastrophe! Look at my library! Why do I put up with you?"

"Now Dr. Bey, do try to be forgiving. Evie truly did not mean to make such a mess," I turned my head back slightly to wink at Evie, "I'm sure you know that Evie is the best one for the job. She can read and write Ancient Egyptian, decipher hieroglyphics and hieratic, and she is quite possibly one of the only people within a thousand miles who knows how to properly code and catalogue this library."

Dr. Bey looked stumped, (I don't think he realized I was actually there until right then) before he blustered turning back to Evie, "Be that as it may, the only reason I put up with you is because your father and mother were out finest patrons! Allah rest their souls."

He took a large step back before he proclaimed in a harried tone, "Now, I don't care how you do it, but straighten up this meshiver!" He turned around and started to storm off back to his office before he stopped and turned his head back sharply, "You as well Miss. Rosalynn, as I'm sure you were somehow involved in the making of this mess as well. Hmph!" And with that he stormed away again.

"Now why would Dr. Bey think that I, your loving, caring, innocent, sister would help you in destroying his library?" I asked, I fluttered my eyelashes, holding my arms behind my back as I looked around innocently.

"Oh I'm sure it has nothing to do with you setting fire to his trousers-" Evie said deadpan, rolling her eyes at me.

"Now see here-"

"-and his couch-"

"-do you honestly think-"

"-and his hat-"

"-that I could ever-"

"-all on the same day."

"-do something as heinous as setting fire to a mans trousers?"

"..."

"..."

"Yes."

I clutched a hand over my heart, "Oh Evie, you wound-"

My dramatics were cut short by a bang from farther back in the museum. I looked at Evie, "What was that?" I asked already moving towards the noise.

"I'm not sure," She said as she quietly followed me as I made my way farther into the exhibit we had entered..

"Hello?" Evie whispered as she held a torch up in front of her, "Abdul? Mohammed...? Bob?"

We both heard the noise again from the other side of the room, we started treading closer to where the sound had originated from, until we stopped by an open sarcophagus. We looked at each other, and then at the sarcophagus, and then back at each other a bit nervously, neither of us were really sure if we wanted to look in. We slowly stepped forward at the same time, and peered inside.

A rotted mummy popped up in our faces with a high pitched wail, Evie screamed and one was ready at my lips as well when suddenly Jonathan shot up half drunk and laughing uproariously.

"You...! YOU...!" The words seemed unable to pass her lips as Evie tried to get past the slight heart attack Jonathan had just given her.

I reached over and smacked the back of his head, "Honestly Jon."

Evie had found her words at this point, "Have you no respect for the dead?" she asked aghast.

"Of course I do!" I raised my eyebrows at this, "But sometimes, I'd rather like to join them." He said sliding his arm around the mummy's shoulders, moving its arm to rest on the edge of the sarcophagus.

"Well I wish you'd do it sooner rather than later, before you ruin my career the way you ruined yours, now get out." she said testily, slapping him on the arm before helping him in his attempts to dislodge himself from the mummy and then the sarcophagus.

"My dear, sweet, baby sister. I'll have you know," He hiccuped quite violently here, "that at this precise moment my career is on a high note." He said as he wobbled a bit trying to find his balance. I snorted.

"High note? Ha! Oh Jonathan please, I'm not in the mood for you. I've just made a bit of a mess in the library (insert my internal snort here) and the Bembridge scholars have rejected my application form again... they say that I don't have enough experience in the field." Evie stated morosely, looking down at her shoes as she helped Jon sit down at the base of one of the statues.

"Oh dear, why didn't you tell me?" I asked her quietly. I moved closer putting my hand on her shoulder comfortingly.

Jon took this moment to finally notice my presence, "Okay three things," He said squinting his eyes at me, "First, when did you get here?" He asked suspiciously, "Second, You'll always have us old mum, don't forget that," he touched his forehead to Evie's and held it there for a few moments before sitting up rather quickly, losing his balance in the process, and asking quite seriously, "Last question, do you think my pal here," he patted the mummy's arm on the side of the sarcophagus for emphasis, "would mind terribly if I were take a nap in there with him?"

I laughed "Jon I've been here the whole time it's not my fault you didn't notice," I looked at him mock seriously, " And yes, I do think the mummy would mind terribly if you shared his resting place," I said patting him on the back, "But aside from that, good job being the supportive older brother."

Jon's chest puffed out, "Well what did you expect, I really am the best older brother one could wish for."

Evie and I both laughed at his antics as he started to get up and head towards the sarcophagus. "I really wasn't joking brother dear, I don't believe that mummy friend of yours would appreciate his space being taken up you." I said apprehensively.

"Don't worry old mum, I have just to the thing to cheer our Evie up."

"Oh no Jonathan, not another worthless trinket." She rolled her eyes, "f I have to bring one more piece of junk to the curator to try and sell for you..." Evie trailed off as Jonathan pulled out a small box and handed it to her.

"Where did you get this?" Evie asked almost mindlessly as she focused on the box in her hands.

"On a dig down in.. Thebes," He said, hesitating a little, I narrowed my eyes at him but he kept his eyes focused on the box.

"My whole my life I've never found anything, please Evie tell me I've found something."

Evie twisted the box in her hands, opening it with a soft click, revealing a piece of papyrus folded within it.

"Jonathan?"

"Yes?"

Evie looked up at Jonathan after a few moments of staring.

"I think you found something."

Wow. That took a bit.