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[atrophysoul]

Characters: salvanosamalo, atrophysoul and You! [Open]
Location: Starts on Deck 12.
Date: 23rd Nov.
Rating: PG-13

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[sonofthestorm]

Seth had been a scavenger for as long as he could remember, and it was for this reason that the dark haired man was on Deck 12. Sure he had his weapons back, a shot gun slung across his back and a hunting knife at his belt, but the bits and pieces on offer on the luggage deck were too much for him to pass up.

As caught up in his exploration as he was, Seth remained aware enough of his surroundings to know he's not alone on the deck. His stance did not shift, attention seemingly on the contents of one of the suitcases while he listened for a sign of company.

[salvanosamalo]

From the corner of his eye, Seth might catch the glimpse of a white dress disappearing behind a pile of luggage.

Are those footsteps? They're so faint they may not be there at all.

[sonofthestorm]

In the corner of his eye, Seth sees that flicker of white and his senses switch on to caution mode. He lowers slowly, feigning a closer look at the suitcase in front of him and his hand moves ever so casually to rest of the grip of his knife.

[atrophysoul]

Aoife has seen the Australian. She pauses, examining a cheap enameled bracelet while she decides whether or not to approach him. It would make for a nice distraction, a way for Diva to close in. But it would rob Aoife of half the fun.

Taunting him, entertaining as it might be, would not be nearly so good as hunting him.

In the end she let's chance decide. She tosses the bracelet aside. By the time it hits the floor, she has already rounded a corner. Had he seen her? More importantly, would he recognize her?

[notalkodarkness]

[Christine wasn't the happiest she had been in quite some time. After Anna's celebration, she had the understanding that her master was in fact tutoring the other woman, but that their times together were limited. She had pressed aside the growing jealousy that had threatened to come out biting in her words, because she knew he could not help but take an interest in anyone with vocal talent. It was, as they said, what he was.

She then found her time with her Angel cut dramatically off, as Raoul did not prefer to allow her in his presence after his kidnap attempt (well, success, really, but ffff). While Christine understood her fiance's reasoning, it did not make the sudden withdrawal from her master and musical teacher any less of an impact. She missed him. She thought that the feeling was mutual, but after hearing him beckon Anna to his room, she had reason to doubt that the feeling was as mutual as she might have hoped thought

[salvanosamalo]

[Down the hall is a girl who looks to be the same age as Christine, wearing an old-fashioned white dress and idly humming a melody. When she sees Christine, Diva's face lights up a bit.

However, she doesn't say anything just yet. Not until Christine speaks first, or at least comes closer.]

[atrophysoul]

[Far too easy, Aoife almost feels a twinge of regret as she follows Christine down the hall. Aoife is not even sure if she has been noticed yet. Could the other woman really be so immersed in her own thoughts? With Diva in front of her and Aoife behind, this could all be over within minutes.

But there would be no fun in that.

As Diva looks up, Aoife picks up her pace and hopes that Christine will notice the other vampire before Aoife reaches the pair of them.]

[notalkodarkness]

[Christine is indeed lost deeply in her thoughts, toying with the fabric of her bodice as she walks. There is a brief moment where some instinctive thing in the back of her mind makes her pause and look up. She makes not of Diva, a short distance ahead of her down the hall. The young woman appears to be her own age, although Christine can't recall having met her.

However, it was a fairly large boat and Christine wasn't terribly surprised to find that there were those she did not know aboard. She lifts a hand a waves, trying for a happier face than the one she's had on all morning.]

Hello. I don't think we've met .. I'm Christine ..

[Always too kind for her own good, Chrissie finds herself ignoring that tiny warning voice in the back of her head. She was just a young woman, after all. What harm could there be in introducing herself?]

Aoife shall go next <3

[salvanosamalo]

[Diva sees Charlie and recognizes him from the party; she likes him because he's entertaining.

Sadly, she doesn't like him enough to spare him.

Sending a look towards Aoife's location, Diva approaches silently and comes to a stop right behind Charlie.]

Hiiii~.

Eventually >.>

[atrophysoul]

[Aoife could say this for Diva; she had no qualms about playing with her food. Childish and volatile she might be, but the girl was nothing if not entertaining to have around.

The boy is up to his elbows in luggage and Diva walks up to him bold as brass. Aoife hangs back but makes no effort to hide the fact that she’s watching them. Will he jump? Will he yell? Had he heard either of them coming?

A smile spreads across her face.]