“So… which among my old collection from my travelling days is the item your after?” Mr Helsing asked to get back on topic. “Well as it happens. This” Shui answered while positioning herself just by this purple colored Decanter with a crystal-shaped stopper and baring runes carved around the lower end.
Now this was curious as among the collection this item of Van Helsing’s was among those that really stuck with him on how it ended up in his possession. It was maybe 9 years before he retired while in Arabia while short on travel funds and was hired out as a supporting member of this Archaeologist’s group to explore this tomb. An unusual tomb to be sure for it was literally built underground and not just buried under centuries of sand…
…not only that but trap-wise it was very advanced in design and resistance to time for most were still working and completely lacking in animals like alligators and bugs. In fact it was so risky a place 4 maybe 5, no more than 6 of the other members were lost until the entire tomb was mapped out and it’s treasures found. Now for most of those left hired to support the archaeologist the vast numbers of gems, golden coins and figurines or statues or metals of maybe rarer or greater value were more than overkill for everything (Forgetting select Laws about such vast private obtainment) but for some reason the archaeologist was far more invested in the stories written all over the walls in select sections, apparently she believed the tomb was actually a lost shrine from well into the BC eras said to detail some great legend involving Genies or Jinns or Djinns, whichever one prefers.
Now Van Helsing even then had moral codes and was against the shameless looting the others had been plotting and stuck to just being paid proper cash for his part relevant to what he endured. Thankfully it spared him greater issues when he could finally leave though before he did the archaeologist gifted him the decanter bottle, apparently among the most common of the items and as a thanks for his combined honestly and selflessness alongside having saved her from some of the traps.
“So why is someone of Asian descent interested in something that came from the middle east?” Mr Helsing inquired “Or is that to personal?”. “Do the names Nuha Sultan or Jiahao Turner ring a bell?” Shui returned. “Former’s a yes. She’s the one who gifted me the Decanter or bottle, whichever you prefer, you’re interested in” Mr Helsing answered “Latter’s a bust”. “He was my grandfather and among those who were part of Professor Sultan team who died” Shui admitted “Though I doubt you’d know about her shrine as it was rescinded from fact as part of that drive from what motivated that war”.
“…I was on the team but I admit I either forgot from time or never really bothered to get to know everyone” Mr Helsing then sadly confessed “My apologies”. “Is that how you got that bottle?” Shui asked. “Unexpected bonus for select reasoning Dr Sultan had” Mr Helsing confessed “And under the circumstances… it’s yours for $80.00”. “Why so cheap?” Shui questioned. “Store’s only around as long as I have stock which consists of everything I obtains on my travels, Decanter included, to fund my final days under the sun somewhere while the items find new homes… hopefully with those who really love them” Mr Helsing assured “Plus had things gone different your grandfather could’ve had been the one to be gifted it”. “Then I insist on you accepting my check then” Shui insisted. “But it wouldn’t be right… beside I make too much it’ll very likely be wasted for I have no surviving siblings nor children, later as I never married let alone had kids”. “Nieces or Nephews?” Shui pondered. “Little idea. I fell out with my siblings when I was your age and only learned of their deaths following a medical 5 years ago as ironically my newly assigned doctor treated them”. “My apologies” Shui responded “But still take it. I assure you to me it’s a fair trade”.
Sometime later within this luxury-like yet not penthouse apartment “Finally. After several years I finally found the lost and most vital part” Shui happily yet mysteriously called out while hugging the bottle to her cheek before placing it beside this Performer-like Arabic styled outfit that had a sort of unnatural glow and feel to it by many that looked. The bottle itself slowly then gaining similar characteristics. “*chuckling* who would have guessed Mr High Moral World Traveler was the one who inadvertently took off with it. But don’t worry grandfather… your efforts beyond Dr Sultan’s designs I will finally complete” Shui continued while happily looking at this photo of a baby her alongside her parents and grandfather “Not only will genies be proven a reality but our family’s design with their power as well”.
Next thing Shui did was approach this scroll opened up on this desk “Now then. With both an entire outfit and a linkable bottle all that’s really needed is someone to be the genie” she then stated over whatever her plan was “Plus I must remember the incantation otherwise no genie”: