Cruising Da world.

Starr was at the gate of Death City. She was waiting for Ana to come by and join her for their trip. A couple of days ago, Starr was talking on her phone with her parents, who were in Australia. While working on a partnership deal, they asked of Starr wanted to join them, since they had a cruise ship in a dock at California. She agreed for a date, and started to get ready. Her parents said she could bring friends, so she went to Ana. After she was greeted(with Ana's boobs), she invited her. She let Ana invite some friends over, though she didn't really know how many people were coming.

So She waited for everyone to show up. They were going to leave for the trip soon, and Starr waited for them, Still not knowing who was going to show up.



[Okay, just to put this out there, if you want to join, join before everyone leaves Death City, otherwise, it is a no go]

Thadea had a wide, excited grin while she dragged along three poor souls in one hand and a bag in the other. Those three poor souls happening to be Ava and Atty, two of her close friends, and her other close friend whom was also her Meister, Aaron. Reason being was the fact that these three had one thing in common Thadea frankly didn't want for their well-being: They were not social in the least. Thadea being Thadea decided the best way for them to get out is by cruise! As soon as she was invited to it because they were a friend of a friend, Thadea brought along her friends and well the cycle pretty much continued as such. "Now, what are the rules again, guys?" Thadea chirped up in a cheery tone to the three.

"No reading, no not-talking, no school-work, and if we get off the ship without a tanline then you'll blackmail us." Ava sighed and frowned. These 'Rules' have been drilled into her head for the past two hours by the seemingly-innocent blind girl, ignoring the trio of antisocial Meisters and Weapon that they would rather stay home and do their own things, but she simply wouldn't take it, and firmly believed that they need to relax. And if they stubbornly refused to board, well.... Come on, no one can say no to the face.

Konnex just behind them meanwhile emitted a chuckle as he carried his bag over his shoulder, wearing just his tank-top that revealed his tattoo knew the article of clothing be shed off in not a long while after the ship would set sail, and a pair of trunks with sandals and his usual cap.

Varick stood near the gate in a pair of shorts, a T-shirt, and sandals with a duffle bag of his things in one hand and a joke book in the other. Through some sort of hybrid of luck and hope he had managed to convince Ami to come on the cruise with him so he would have someone to hang out with. He leans on a nearby wall and slowly reads through the book, most of the jokes were lame ones he already knew but he laughed at them anyway. After a moment of laughing at a especially funny one he glances around to see if he knows besides his sister and the twins were coming but went back to reading his book shortly after.

Atlacia didn't want to be there.  That much was obvious.  Her eyes kept wandering to Konnex, but drifted away once she realized and the sea air was refreshing, but frustrating.  She'd managed to pull a  tank top and shorts on, with her scarf naturally.  A hand brushed across it with a soft and sad look. Her eyes were distant as she followed the overly-happy girl.  She wan't sure what to do, but she managed to whine.  "Do I have to?"  She sighed once more upon the boat.  Her two piece was hardly conservative and the moment she remembered that, she had begged Thadea to let her stay home.  She couldn't even remember why she bought one!  

Ana sat happily in a chair, while enjoying a drink.  Her eyes closed and she simply BASKED in the sunlight.  

Meanwhile, her sister sat under one with an umbrella and looked like something out of a horror movie.  Why had Varick convinced her to come?  She hated vast areas of open area.  That left room for people to stare.  As well, she wasn't at all dressed the part.  She wore a long-sleeved knit top with a pair of long blue-jean.  Secretly she was sweating, but she'd not admit it.

Aaron looked seasick with a single step.  The boat was hardly rocking and yet he thought he'd vomit right there.  Why?  Oh LORD WHY!?  He hated boats and planes.  The sickness made him paler than usual and his glasses only made the light worse.  However, for safety reasons, he had worn them.  Getting his contacts wet was a no-no.  Still, this left his opposing eye colors available for seeing, but the difference was only slightly minute.  Red and brown.  He was wearing a t-shirt and black trunks.  Unexciting, like he saw life.  His hair was a mess as always, but looked worse when he was covering his face.  "Why.. Thadea..?  Can't I go home..?"