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As she scribbled her notes on each of the passengers, she noticed people drifting away, and she decided to follow. Perhaps she could interview the tall man with the fantastic costume and the horse. She had no idea how he managed to walk around with his head in the coat, but he seemed like an interesting enough character, therefore perfect to ask about the party. However, she had to finish her notes, so she looked down briefly to jot a final note about the one with the purple hair, and when she looked up, the tall gentleman had disappeared.

"Dang it." She muttered, and wandered away from the group.

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Damon noticed the well dressed couple eyeing him; the woman had a critical look in her eyes, and the man looked curious. Damon decided that he might as well be social to make up for his less-than-stellar entrance, and made his way through the crowd to meet them.

"Hi, I'm Damon Salvatore." He said, reaching out to shake the man's hand. "Do you know if there's any grape juice in this place?"

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Narcissa softened her gaze as the man approached and prodded her husband to stand up to greet him. He introduced himself as Damon Salvatore, and Lucius shook his hand.

"Lucius Malfoy," he replied, and then nodded at Narcissa who continued to look proud and haughty as she looked Damon up and down, "And this is my wife, Narcissa." He picked up his glass of wine and shrugged his shoulders at Damon's question about grape juice.

Narcissa spoke for her husband's vague gesture. "You're asking the wrong people about that," she said, "We prefer a good wine or a strong cup of tea."

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Damon grinned at Lucius and nodded to Narcissa.

"It's a pleasure to meet the both of you," he replied smoothly. "Ah, I do love a good glass of wine every now and then. You see, I'm a vegan vampire, hence the love of grapes. I do believe I'll join you folks in this wine extravaganza."

Damon poured himself a glass of wine and sat at Lucius and Narcissa's table.

Damon couldn't help but overhear what Kit whispered about "not as many deaths", and looked at his companions with a worried look. "What do you think she means by that?" he questioned.

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Fingers began to clench and she knew it was time to get out of the chair and head upstairs and join society as it were. Pandemonium, in spite of her shy exterior, was quite the people person. Closing and locking the journal she had been writing in, she stuck it between two novels that looked well read and walked out of the library heading towards the upper deck.

Following the sounds of the voices, the blond author found herself stepping into a room laden with food and drink. Kaleidoscope colored eyes moved from the food to the people around her and lips twisted in a warm smile.

"Hey everyone..." She said simply, a small wave accentuated her words before moving further into the room.

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The R O C K S that you were trying to step along

And in my head I heard them play a S O N G

Narcissa and Lucius exchanged glances at Kit's comment about "not as many deaths", and Narcissa discreetly checked to make sure her wand was still where she'd stowed it. Damon had joined their table and informed them of his vegan vampire status. Narcissa and Lucius were only mildly surprised - at any rate, the wheels were turning in Lucius' head. Perhaps he would be able to make a follower out of Damon.

Narcissa shrugged in response to Damon's question. "I'm sure she's joking. Though the group here is rather . . . interesting I can hardly see any of them committing murder."

Damon nodded, relieved. "That's good to hear. I wouldn't want any of these fine guests to die on such a beautiful cruise." After a short pause, he continued, "Did I happen to tell you of my days as a non-vegan vampire? Let me tell you..."

Damon trailed off. Maybe telling his new friends about his questionable and regrettably violent past was not such a good thing. "Maybe I won't tell you." He awkwardly sipped some wine and stared off at the other guests.

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~~Siggy by Lembas~~

White Night trailed behind the Horseman. She was not familiar with the interior of a ship and couldn't help giggling at all the round windows they passed, imagining how the ship would usually accomodate hobbit tourists.

The dining hall was impressive but what immediately caught White Night's full attention was the enormous buffet in the center of the room.
"Oh, pancakes!!" She cried, diving straight for the delicacy.

She was so busy eating the entire table with her eyes that she didn't notice the new arrival tumbling down the stairs until the other guests greeted their hostess. Most of Kit's short welcome speech drowned in the general noise but White Night assumed they were being urged to dig in.
Apparently, Kit's parties were notorious for the high number of casualties. White Night wasn't worried. She was optimistic by nature and besides that she had never tried dying.. deaths were something that happened to unfortunate husbands or people who slept on train tracks.

As she was about to reach for the muffins another woman slipped up next to her.
"Oh hello there! She greeted Pandemonium. "Would you care for a muffin?"

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HallowFest. It was that time again. And once again, Morfindes was to join in the festivities. Her husband decided to stay away this year, having no interest in joining this time, instead staying home with their son, now nearing six years. She tried to convince him otherwise but he still said no. She said nothing after that and left that matter as is.

This year the HallowFest was different. Quite different actually. Instead of the same old mansion as previous years, it was to be a cruise this time. How fun! Morfindes loved boats and had never been on a cruise before. She was giddy with excitement.

"Oh how exciting!" Morfindes cried excitedly when she saw the large cruise ship. "A cruise. I have always wanted to go on a cruise." Dressed in her usual dark gowns, she gathered her things and made her way aboard the ship. She dropped her bags in her room and made her way back to join the others that had arrived before her. "Hello everyone," she said. "Isn't this exciting? A cruise this year."

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The trembling starlight of the skies
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Pandemonium was about to make her way towards the refreshments when a voice close beside her interrupted her thoughts. "Oh, why yes. Thank you..."

She took the offered muffin and began to munch on it, after of course separating the top from the bottom. "I only like the heads of these things."

Another person came in not too long after her and she turned to face the new comer. "Hey there, I've never been on a cruise before so this should be fun..." Then she turned to the first girl. "Although I've heard some rumors about murders..."

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The R O C K S that you were trying to step along

And in my head I heard them play a S O N G

Richard wasn't seasick already. That wasn't possible, because they weren't on the open ocean in a tiny little rowboat. No, it was a cruise ship. People didn't get seasick on (stationary) cruise ships. Logically, then, it was nerves that had led him to cower on the bathroom floor for half an hour. Other people. Parties. Social events. That sort of thing.

Feeling a bit ridiculous in the leopard print coat he'd found in the back of his closet, Richard stepped into the dining hall, just in time to hear the host welcome the guests.

Hold on, deaths?

No, worse than that someone had said the word 'vegan.' Richard didn't like vegans. Pretentious people, that lot.

Reminding himself that if people asked, his name was Richard (or any variety thereof, if they wished), he attempted to look at ease.

Because clearly things were going to be normal here.

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"The worst thing about a buffet is that you can never try everything. I can imagine that Kit's guests would have died from eating too much the previous years."
She let a regretful gaze travel over the table filled with everything the heart desired.

White Night smoothed her black skirt appreciating the ship's many stairs and levels. She was certain that they would all get plenty of exercise from climbing the stairs.

White Night looked up noticing a guest she hadn't seen before and when she did so, she realised what had commanded her attention. A leopard printed coat practically screamed for attention even though the bearer didn't look like the person who was comfortable in the spotlight.

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