<div class="floatleft">(https://i0.wp.com/www.theglassmagazine.com/wp/wp-content/uploads/2009/02/Zoe-Bell_03.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Maya Williams<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Suite -> Welcome Party<br/><strong>Date &amp; Time:</strong>June 1st, 11:45<br/><strong>Content/Mood:</strong>Excited, and only a little lost<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>This one piece, but in light blue (https://i1.adis.ws/i/boohooamplience/dzz61290_black_xl?$product_image_main_mobile_3x$)<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Elsa, Lakresha<br/><hr/><br/>Stepping out of her cab with a pair of sunglasses covering her eyes, Maya looked out over the pier to cast her tired gaze over the immensity that was the ship she was supposed to be boarding. It must have been twice the size of the airplane she took to the states and at least ten times more grand. Just standing in front of the walkway leading on board made her feel like she should wipe her feet, and only just a little embarrassed by her slightly haggard appearance.<br/><br/>The flight from Auckland was a soul crushing twenty hours long, and they only put up with her standing in the isle, bouncing her soccer ball on her knees for so long. After that it was just unsettled fidgeting, and by the time the plane landed she knew she would he in no condition to meet people. Especially ladies that she was hoping to impress with her grace and charm. That's why she had the idea to arrive a day early, so she could be nice and fresh for the trip. But then she had enough time to check out Bourbon St., which was known for many things, but relaxation and waking up bright eyed and bushy tailed weren't on that list. So standing there with the hot, New Orleans sun bearing down on her, Maya was very glad she had the sense not to get a hangover. But was definitely ready to splash some water on her face before meeting everyone else.<br/><br/>She was more than ready to hand her bags over to the crewmen when they offer to take them, having had quite enough of carrying them in the heat for today. She would follow her guide, offering up a polite "Yeah?...wow…that's terrific…" as the young man described the ship and its amenities. After all it's not like he was expecting a conversation, the guy obviously had work to do and she wasn't really here to chat up a bloke. Once in her suite with the door closed, she sucked in a deep breath while looking around the room that could nearly put her penthouse condo to shame, and let it out in a long vocalized exhale that turned into a… "Fuuuuuuuccckking brilliant…"<br/><br/>She knew she didn't have a lot of time to get ready for this hot tub cocktail party, so she began moving around her room with a newfound energy, splashing handfuls of water on her face while she was already pulling her clothes off and then going straight for the mini fridge, that contained… "Yes!" Red Bull, and even a little note that said all the refreshments were complimentary, with regards from EftW. Being that there was also a nice selection of mini champagne bottles, this was a treat that was definitely more than she had expected, and would absolutely come in handy.<br/>Cracking the can she was in the middle if chugging the poison as she opened her suitcase to dig through the clothes she brought.<br/><br/>"No. Shit!" She exclaimed to herself. Did she really only bring these athletic, one piece togs?! Everyone's gonna think she's the lifeguard or something...but lifeguards are a<em>little</em>sexy, right? Of course, the only time she was on the water she was doing something  that would tear a bikini straight off, and why would she even consider going shopping for this trip? She was too busy ditsing around to do anything like be prepared. Besides, the ladies were right in the middle of the World Cup, and that meant most nights had to be spent at the pub...<br/>Digging through her bag she found a suit that was at least somewhat sexy. At least it tied in front to show a little cleavage.<br/><br/>Finishing the energy drink and tossing the can to the bin, she finished pulling her suit on and slipped into a pair of jandals. The whole look was finished with her sunglasses stuck on her head before finally going to check out her note and accompanying tablet. It was in reading the welcome message and then tapping on the tablet that she was lost. Lost in the list of the women that she was bound to meet on this trip. A little grin began to play across her lips as she slowly dropped to sitting on her bed, and just like that Maya was no longer going to be at the party as early as she had just rushed to be.<br/><br/>By the time she finished the list she was lying across her bed with one knee bent and the other leg draped across it. She held her bottom lip between her teeth while digesting the little bit of information she could see. Fun thoughts traveling through her imagination of what could happen at this party… Party! "Shit!"<br/>Dropping the tablet on her bed she jumped up and ran out the door, just barely taking the time to grab her key before the door shut behind her. Those long, striker legs did what they did best and carried her across the deck of the ship like a woman who could cross faster than anyone else on her team. Her only downfall being, she completely forgot to bring her map…<br/>Fortunately her sense of direction didn't screw her too badly this time, only managing to get turned around twice. At one point she wandered by what looked like a pub, and she might have stopped for directions and a quick,<em>get in the game</em>, shot. But they looked closed. Typical.<br/><br/>Finally she heard music, something to follow. Breadcrumbs with a beat… and then voices. She was finally on the right track! Then, feeling like a hero from some epic Greek poem, she stepped out of the hall and into the light where the party was already kicking off and thrust her arms in the air in a triumphant gesture of success. "Yes! I thought I was going to be lost at sea forever!" the kiwi exclaimed as she took in the sight of everyone around the bar, and the one woman bold enough to get in the water.<br/>First things first, she needed to get one of those drinks. Making her way to the bar she slid up to it right next to a blonde bombshell and gently placed a polite hand on Elsa's upper back before reaching over the bar.<br/>" Excuse me, beautiful. Just gotta grab one of these beauties." Her dialect tapping all those sharp E's that made her manner of speech unique from other similar regions.<br/><br/>She continued offering Else that smile, and even threw on a wink at the end, as she grabbed one of the offered signature drinks then began to slip back away from the bar in case she was taking someone's place.<br/>Instead she moved over to Lakresha and the hot tub, her smile widening just a bit more. "I can't believe everyone hasn't flocked in here, yet. I'm not sure the water could look any more inviting." Oh yes, a lack of sleep followed by a can of liquid chemical energy meant she was spreading her own, special, brand of charm, and she was spreading it thick.<br/>Kicking off her jandals, she lifted her legs and slowly dipped her feet and legs into the rolling water, "Oooo…" a sound of pleasurable relief that was quickly cut off as she took a drink from her glass and immediately shook her head. "Oh-Damn! Who decided that would be the first thing to touch our lips when we got here?"