<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/klA96az.png?1)</div>Name:Nathaniel Faulkner<br/>Time: Day 1 Morning<br/>Location: Ecchi Island Reception Center<br/>Tagging: Saric, Open<br/>Notes: Time for the show then<br/><hr/><br/>Truth be told, the trip across the sea to Ecchi Island on the ferry was mundane to the point of being boring, at least for Nathaniel. He was much more used to going around and doing things, or preparing to do things. Not being stuck waiting to get to his destination. He could only sweep the boat for potential security breaches and flaws so many times before even he began to find it boring. Fortunately for everyone involved though they had finally arrived at their destination, with the tropical island rising up in the distance to be seen.<br/><br/>Nathaniel watched the appearance of the island from the deck of the ship, his suitcase resting beside him. It carried all the essentials that he would need, clothes, toiletries, some reading material, a M9 Pistol with a silencer, that sort of thing. One had to make sure they were prepared for anything that might happen when traveling.<br/><br/>The island itself was gorgeous, as anyone could say. Verdant greenery, crystal blue skies, the water as perfect as you could make it look in a movie. The beaches seemed to be of a shining white, one that might threaten to blind you were it more prevalent. It was beautiful, even for someone like him who normally didn't care all that much beyond whether there were easily covered exit routes.<br/><br/>It did not take long for the ship to pull into the dock, allowing everyone to disembark and move into the visitation center that waited nearby. Nathaniel did so at a rapid walk that spoke volumes as to his determination to not waste time in actually doing something now that he was able to. His luggage would be brought with him for safekeeping even if he wasn't worried about whether hotel staff would find the concealed weapons. It just made him feel more secure when he had it with him than when he didn't.<br/><br/>The interior of the island center was, to put it lightly, not quite up to his standards. he wasn't sure if it was the disrespect for which the topic was treated, or if it was the subject matter that had been injected. He supposed he was just too serious, but it seemed like they could have been a bit less up front and explicit about the purpose of the island as it now stood.<br/><br/>Stepping into the main room, Nathaniel was a bit more surprised to find the spread of cookies and drinks waiting. More surprising though were the....enthusiastic cosplayers in the room, earning a lofted eyebrow and a skeptical look before returning to a more neutral look. The cookies were ignored but the drink would be taken up by his free hand as he walked over to one of the free seats that waited. His suitcase would be set down next to it before he sat down to wait for their hostess to arrive, taking the occasional sip of his drink.<br/><br/>"Good morning," he said to the one woman here thus far who didn't seem to have some sort of proclivity towards unusual costume choices (relatively speaking, of course). He didn't recall having seen her on the boat, but he had heard something about guests arriving from alternative routes so it wasn't that much of a concern. And he was perfectly willing to be social in the meanwhile, if only to determine the people he should be keeping an eye on. "How was your trip?"