<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/thumb/9/91/1bb0f170_31.9cbdac7c93a1.jpg/397px-1bb0f170_31.9cbdac7c93a1.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Maxine 'Max' Ernshaw (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=306651.msg14931471#msg14931471)<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Room -> Bar<br/><strong>Date &amp; Time:</strong>June 1st, ~11:30<br/><strong>Content/Mood:</strong>Lonely Island - I'm on a Boat (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=avaSdC0QOUM)<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Blue halter bikini top (https://i.pinimg.com/564x/02/32/98/02329848adf3e54cda3dc5cbccfce0aa.jpg) & pineapple swim trunks (https://i.pinimg.com/564x/5d/0d/32/5d0d32296de5c51b18f2ca321fc05178.jpg)<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Open<br/><hr/><br/>Max traveled light, so the porter that guided her to her cabin had nothing more to carry than a gym bag.  The friendly staff and sense of adventure drew the skinny androgyne's lips into a broad grin as she walked onto the ship and unabashedly gawked like a tourist.  Lowering her dark, gold-rimmed aviators, she peered around the deck with a whistle, hoping to catch a glimpse of some of the other contestants who were destined to share the cruise with her.  Unfortunately, she'd arrived too early to catch sight of any of them, having shown up well in advance of the designated departure time.  It was a habit of hers to show up way too early to stuff she wanted to do...and squeak in right on time to things she dreaded.  Still, it meant her friends could always rely on an extra pair of hands for party prep.<br/><br/>When they reached her cabin, she let out another of those low whistles and arched a brow at the steward, as if double-checking that they'd arrived at the proper room.  Once she was alone, she slid her sunglasses up into the thick, tousled mop of bleached hair atop her head and fell back across the bed with a grin.  Man, this vacation was going to be<em>sweet</em>.<br/><br/>An hour and a half later, the ship's horn sounded and woke her up from her contented doze.  Realizing they were pulling away from the dock, she jumped off the bed and crossed the room to peer out of the porthole, feeling the excitement over the trip bubbling back up inside of her.  After watching them move away from the dock for a bit, she finally explored the room, playing around a bit with the tablet before reading the information pamphlet that had been left for her.  Seeing she had a bit of time before she was expected at the hot tub, she flopped back onto the bed and started scrolling slowly through the dossier's provided on the other women.<br/><br/>Man, they were all absolutely gorgeous.  She liked that their info was written in their own hand, they gave her a good sense of who the others were.  It was difficult to pull herself away from the profiles, but she knew she'd want a quick freshen-up before she headed for the party to meet those women in person.  Pulling up some alternative rock, she carried the tablet with her to the bathroom along with her toiletries kit.<br/><br/>Twenty minutes later, she stepped out of her room with her aviators back on her face and her teeth freshly-brushed.  A hint of mint carried on her breath and her unkempt hair had been combed over to one side, but she hadn't bothered with product.  They were going to be in a hot tub, and pomade didn't mix well with water-based activities.  Even if she didn't plan to spend a lot of time with her head under water...better safe than sorry.<br/><br/>Smirking at herself, she followed the map she'd memorized toward the bow of the ship, gazing around with wonder when she reached the deck.  The ocean looked amazing and she was still processing the fact that she'd get to enjoy it for weeks, along with the company of beautiful women and, she had no doubt, excellent food and entertainment.  The urge to pinch herself was getting stronger, but she held off.  The sight of the well-stocked bar drew her like a thirsty moth to an alcoholic flame and she plucked one of the waiting drinks from amid the others.  Glancing around, she took a sip and flashed a half smile at the women who were filtering in.