<div class="floatleft">(https://live.staticflickr.com/3749/32721860954_0f777fd69f_b.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Asami 'Jade' Irihara<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Her suite--> Making her way to the hot tub<br/><strong>Date &amp; Time:</strong>June 1st| 11:50<br/><strong>Content/Mood:</strong>Nervous| Trying to relax<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>White blouse & Jeans (https://i.pinimg.com/564x/d5/15/57/d515573083f3edd2098690d21c623b3d.jpg) -->  Cute two piece (https://i.pinimg.com/564x/65/75/1f/65751f77ec8ef018f6ddcacc504473cc.jpg)<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Anyone| Open<br/><hr/><br/>Tense...she was still way too tense.<br/><br/>Then again this was exactly what the point of her escaping her mundane life was supposed to be, well maybe<em>escaping</em>was a bit of an over dramatic term, more like this was the perfect setting to open herself up where she couldn't have back home. It was still quite the strange experience never the less especially with her overbearing parents so closely over her shoulder trying to force feed their ideology upon their only daughter, which was why originally Asami had been mortified to find her snooping mother holding the brochure for the dating cruise line the night prior. Though whether by a struck of dumb luck, or the somewhat familiar call back to 'match making' process her own parents had been brought up with, Asami was for the most part admonished of any wrongfulness there could have been for it; of course had her parents known it was strictly for women to meet and fall for other women it would have been something else entirely. So with an optimistic but not fully understanding send off from her loving parents Asami had found herself on the first plane out to New Orleans, slightly guilt ridden but certainly that emotion had begun to fade not too long after take off. Her parents had come from a different time all together where anything other than a man and woman in matrimony was frowned upon so to even attempt to come clean simply wasn't an option for the young Asian, the duality of her existence getting harder and harder to keep under wraps that eventually<em>something</em>had to give. Which was why she found herself on the cruise ship basking in the lavish surroundings of her suite, the first real step to not only embrace the secretive life she had indulged in during the fall of night, but to come into her own as a proud, confident, lesbian.<br/><br/>Releasing a soft sigh the young woman stared at herself in the mirror with big oak pools glistening behind the round focal of her glasses, the light frame soon pulled from it's resting place across the bridge of her nose like the mask she had created back home. This wasn't the meek accountant whom buried herself in books and literature and worked obediently at her family's bookstore, no a new Asami was going to bloom from the soil of her previous self, this chance of a lifetime opportunity now staring her in the face and all she had to do was reach out  and grasp it..<br/><br/>Still...this was a bit overwhelming if Asami was being honest. The profiles laid out neatly before her spoke of so many women of different degrees, each holding their own charming traits and dreams that admittedly made Asami all the more giddy to meet face to face, but also feel a tad underwhelmed by her own lot in the choosing pool. Briefly the petite woman wondered what the others would think upon seeing her own profile, were they just as excited? Giving a soft giggle the soft shake of her head brought a small hand to pinch across the slender curve of her nose, rubbing the light indents left behind from her glasses. Surely<em>everyone</em>would be clamoring to get to know an book store accountant...yea...when pigs flied maybe.<strong>"You're being too negative again.."</strong>She'd quietly muse to herself while staring down her greatest adversary in the mirror, the small slip of a smile beginning to peek across the rose hue of her plush lips before she pushed herself to her feet. There was no time but the present and with the pep talk out and over with Asami neatly began to pile her previous drab in the corner, leaving behind the bashful accountant attire that made up her daylight hours for a much more festive and<em>sweet</em>number that was fitting for the cocktail hour at the hot tub.<br/><br/>Key fob held between her lips Asami nearly leapt out from the suite in a much faster pace than she originally would have warranted, the extra time spent putting in contacts allowing the young woman to leave behind her signature glasses for a much more natural appearance while attempting to gather the light fluff of her dark tresses into a messy bun. The short walk was more focused on trying to tame the soft mane while walking aimlessly, enough that by the time the thin curl of her arms had fallen to her sides Asami was woefully unprepared to actually be standing on the deck itself and facing the horde of other women already making themselves quite comfortable at the bar and hot tub.<strong>"Whoa..."</strong>the single word easily fell from her lips despite being muffled by the key fob still between her lips, oak gems widening in realization as she quickly yanked the item less she look further like a fool in front of so many breath takingly beautiful women.The profile pictures hardly did any of them justice Asami would realize in her slightly stunned stupor, the warm bask of the sun hitting across her lithe demure form within the colorful display of her two piece, soft curves rather brazenly on display much more than she would have ever found herself in such a time; but this was a vacation really.<br/><br/>Taking a breath Asami would casually enough wander her way towards the bar to drop off her key fob with a light rattle, her heart beginning to thrum much more fiercely within her chest with the only remedy being the near fish bowl of a drink obviously meant for the contestants. A drink would certainly take the edge off as oak gems flickered curiously to the gathered females all chit chatting with ease, one sip turning into two before the truck burn of alcohol hit her tastes to leave the accountant grimacing briefly,<strong>"That's a drink for sure."</strong>Asami giggled sheepishly to no one in particular, already moving herself to sink into the bubbling waters of the hot tub with her tank of a drink, that the sooner she eased her nervousness from her system, the more at home she would certainly feel.<br/><br/>