<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/1w6Sw.jpg)</div><hr/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;"><strong>  Name:</strong> Abigail Brand<br/>  <strong>Title:</strong> Agent Brand or Ma'am or Miss. Not 'Hydra-Hair.'<br/>  <strong>Affiliation:</strong>  Resistance<br/>  <strong>Location:</strong>   Northern Egypt, Mersa Matruh<br/>  <strong>Tags:</strong> Open<br/></span></span><hr/><br/>Driving in the back of the Jeep Wrangler, the machine gun being manned by another Egyptian Air Force soldier standing even further behind them, Abigail kept gawking at her communicator as they left the town behind them and started to simply head 'south' into the desert as the two military vehicles seemed more then prepared to navigate the rough rocky desert stretching south from the outskirts of town. After the little accidental shooting and Nightcrawler, as she expected, surviving any accidents unscathed, she and the driver had been busy exchanging confused glances as she occasionally gave only random directions of veering left, or veering right a bit as they kept a slow and steady drive south. "It would... I think... be easier if you told me an exact location?" the driver finally confessed.<br/><br/>"I will... as soon as we reach there," Director Brand replied equally as mysteriously.