<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/GNbrFcH.jpg?1)</div><strong>Name:</strong><strong>Elsa Nilssöm</strong>(https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=306651.msg14931277#msg14931277)<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Boarding | Concierge | Hot tub Party<br/><strong>Date &amp; Time:</strong>morning arrival the first day<br/><strong>Content/Mood:</strong>This cruise is gonna be lit.. and prepared to get her heart broken... Ellie Goulding - Something In The Way You Move ♪♫♬ (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=D0_GWTy9FEM) Nothing left to do but dance<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>See images (casual grey leggings and white loose top, changing into orange cream two piece thong bikini for the hot tub party)<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Bar Tender | Amelia | Max | Open<br/><hr/><br/>Boarding was a breeze, Elsa's internal clock was seven hours ahead of this timezone and she was wide awake and excited. All one hundred fifty five centimetres of her bounced with excitement. That would be five foot one inch for the Americans taking measurements as she very literally bounced on her toes trying to see past people while waiting in line. Passport, check, ID check, reservations confirmed, check... The smiling, greeting, Captain and Concierge... check and double check!<br/><br/>Alone in her room Elsa looked about as if someone was going to pop out of the decor, once satisfied that all was right with the scene she turned on some music and danced around the cabin. The gigantic bed called to her, begging to be jumped on, it's soft pillowy platform all but daring her to risk it. Hopping on top she bounced and danced, singing into her hairbrush because she could and she had energy to burn. After several more minutes of what turned into semi clothed cabin dancing aerobics, Elsa collapsed on the sofa and perused the aforementioned tablet. Situating herself with the map, confirming the immediate itinerary, and checking out her cruise mates mini bios. Leaving what was left of her clothing strewn about the room in the most unlikely of places. She poured herself into the shower and got ready. It never occurred to her anything remotely close to modesty as she pulled out her swimsuit for the hot tub meet up. The barely there string top held her boobs in adequately while revealing almost everything anyways. The matching orange cream bottoms were only slightly thicker than the size of dental floss but did a close impression of it as the thong divided both halves of her backside. She had a lot of experience walking around in front of an audience with nothing but a tan and tiny cloth triangles for modesty so walking on the ship like this wasn't going to be an issue for her. Without thought or self consciousness she left for the meet up.<br/><br/><div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/xZYLIjJ.jpg?1)</div>Elsa's voice echoed in the halls as she sang and danced her way through the maze and up to the hot tub time machine bar. A few others had beat her to the locale but her eyes landed on the tub, it was huge. Her smile curled as her head looked around checking out the hopefully new friends. She slammed herself into the bar with the excitement only a cartoon Tasmanian devil on espresso shots could bring. The lean very well defined muscles of her calves flexed when she continued her bouncing. Without even asking the bar tender slid her one of the prepared beverages that the eyeballs had already locked onto it. This was it, the famous -Beneath the Sheets- drink she had heard of. Elsa's fingers wrapped around the goblet's stem and she proceeded to imbibe a most ambitious mouthful. Her eyes went wide and she disposed of the glass on the counter, gasping for air and laughing at herself. If not for the burn at least the remnants on her lips tasted fantastic, her tongue licking them.<br/><br/>"Ice, please," Elsa pleaded with the bar keep who slid her a glass with a few rocks in it. She picked it up and put one in her mouth rolling it around to alleviate the burning sensation of the thirty percent alcohol based beverage. Her lips formed a perfect -Oh- as she breathed out a few times. Steadily the sensation came back to her tongue and throat.<br/><br/>Elsa looked at Amelia before speaking, "Wasn't expecting that." She pointed at her almost half empty glass. "Think I was a bit to over zealous." She shook her head with shoulders shaking with mirth. "My anxiety is getting the better of me so I'm attacking this experience like it's a competition. Perhaps I should slow down a bit... Maybe start with my name. I'm Elsa, I think you are Amelia, yes? Pleasure to meet you." Noticeably calming down, she slipped her backside up onto the stool, turning to face, Amelia. "You look much more relaxed about all of this than I am. How's your experience been so far?"<br/><br/>Before letting the questions get answered she noticed the shorts wearing Max alone at the other end of the bar. Elsa tilted to the side to catch her attention, dangling out from the bar rails. Her hand gave a little finger wave and motioned a request for Max to join them. She raised her voice, Swedish accent peppering her everyday Swenglish, "Hello, I am Elsa. Join us."<br/>