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White Night who was actually a lady.. thanks to her marriage.. though it ended tragically when her husband tumbled off a cliff, had slept like a queen in her ...

"Well, I want to say room", White Night mumbled as she stretched her body on the silk sheets, "but I have a feeling a sleeping quarter onboard a ship must have a maritime unpronouncible name."

As White Night had never been on a proper cruise before she had decided to explore the facilities on her own. Unfortunately, because she was not familiar with the interior of the gigantic ship she had found herself to be..
"Well, I wouldn't say lost, just not in the place I expected!", she muttered.
So it had taken her a little while to get back to the main hall.

White Night slipped in, finding the other guests greeting a woman dressed in black, which seemed to be a trend among the company.

"Greetings and good day", she nodded to the assembled.
Though she would have loved the stay and talk, the constantly well-filled buffet table called out to her with a loud, insisting voice. Apparently, it had teamed up with her stomach and she was forced to steer directly for a huge pile of Belgium fries and chocolate.

"It is true what they say about Kit's parties. People do die! I believe I have died and this is heaven! Food heaven!", she cried, reaching for the exotic fruit salad with huge chocolate chunks.

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Damon opened his light blue eyes and winced at the bright sunlight that was streaming through his window. He didn't remember returning to his room, perhaps because of all the lovely wine he had consumed. Regardless, he was pleased that the bed was so comfy. He had slept like a rock.

He slowly stood to his feet and walked carefully out the door. He adjusted his rumpled clothes, which he had apparently slept in, and stepped into the dining room.

Reaching the drink table, he was overjoyed to find a pitcher of grape juice; Welch's, from the scent of it. He poured himself a full glass and scanned the room. He remembered waving at an odd man in a leopard print coat, but he couldn't recall much else. (Yeah, sorry about that, Richard. I had to be away from the computer for the night. ) He hoped that he might find him again.

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Mrs. Lovett had had a bit to drink the previous night (something very special that she had packed, just incase she became too homesick) and was dozing in the hallway right outside her room when she heard Marie's shouting and complaining.

"Wha's all this abou'?" She drawled, "Why are you shouting?! You need a room? 'Ere, I've got one... somewheres... ova the rainbow." She smiled up at Marie, "I'm a bit-- wha's the word?- flabbergasted by the bottle, please, just go into this room, 'ere, behind me, and just watch out for pointy things, like knives, in the floo'!" She pointed over her shoulder at the door she was leaning on, "I have friends in there..." She whispered.

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MB managed to say a quick hello to the young Lady that slipped by her before she disappeared towards the buffet.

"Quite possibly the greatest thing about Hallowfest gatherings hosted by Kit," she thought, "is the food."

She more than oogled that spread of all the food that you could imagine. Her mouth started watering, and her stomach grumbled profusely. In all her haste to make it to the party, she had simply forgotten to eat.

"The only problem with all this food," she said to no one in particular, "is trying to make a decision on what to eat."

So she just wandered around the buffet taking bits of everything that looked scrumptious and started nibbling to her heart's content.

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As Damon did not see the man in the dynamic coat, he decided to join the group that was going to explore the ship. He approached the group, noting with shock that one of the members appeared to be without a head. "Oh my, how does he manage to eat? Or breathe?" Damon thought to himself. He shook his head. This certainly was a strange place.

He grinned at the two women and the curious man. "I'm Damon Salvatore. Did I hear something about an exploration?"

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After having passed out in his bunk in the late hours of the night, Edward Elric walked up to the group just in time to hear the Horseman mention exploring. Grabbing a scone (and glaring at the large jug of milk next to it) Ed said, "Exploring sounds like a good idea. Count me in!"

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"You must try the mussels and the lobster, dear!"
White Night materialised next to the the newcomer, MontanaBohemian, who had been circling the table like a caged animal.

"Did you know that the most humane way to kill a lobster is to... dump it in scalding hot water..."

"Kills it in an instant!"
She snapped her fingers.
"I learned it from my servants back on Darlington Castle when my husband still lived."

White Night winked to MB and shot her a winning smile, reaching for a butter-cooked mussel.

"Oh people are going exploring", she said. "I hope they don't managed to get too much... out of the way and lost. It is an awfully big ship."

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Narcissa and Lucius strode into the dining room arm-in-arm looking thoroughly refreshed. Narcissa, who had been quite worried about being caught by undercover Ministry officials or even disguised Order members, was now relaxed and content to meet some of her fellow shipmates.

"Did someone say exploring?" she asked, as they came upon a group gathering in the dining room. "Lucius and I have been doing some exploring of our own this morning, and we thought we'd share that we came upon the most interesting room on level five. It's certainly worth a look."

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"Level 5? That's quite a long way away! How did you manage to get up there without getting lost?" Damon questioned. He had a very poor sense of direction, despite being a wonderful hunter, and couldn't imagine finding his way around the ship by himself. Every floor looked the same to him.

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"Lucius found it actually," Narcissa said hurriedly, speaking for her husband as usual, "when he wandered off yesterday. It's a room of sorts. I'm not really sure . . ."

She looked to Lucius, who was hitting his snake cane against the palm of his hand as though impatient. Finally realising that his wife was staring at him he spoke up, "Yes, er, it is a room, but I couldn't find a way inside. Seems to be locked up. Shall we go see it then?"

[OOC: I'm just going to assume we're on our way now even though it hasn't been explicitly stated. ]

[I think it leaves the dock whenever we have everyone aboard, though who really knows?]

Still distraught, Marie settled herself on the back of her sheep like it was a chair, pouting and eating her cake. And then suddenly there was a rather drab woman in black offering her a place in her own room. Looking between the woman - Mrs. Lovett, she remembered - and Georgiana, she finally shrugged.

"I suppose it is better than nothing."

Standing once more and looking down to address her sheep, she put her glasses on her face once more.

"Louis, be a dear and find someone to put my bags in Mrs. Lovett's room. But do be careful."

The sheep 'baah'ed, seemingly in compliance, and walked off to the elevator again. Relieved once more that her affairs were being settled, even if they were with a drunken woman with awfully tangled hair, the Queen picked up a cookie and munched on it while she followed along with everyone else, her arm linking companionably through Georgiana's.

"Georgiana, cheri, we must play dress-up with Mrs. Lovett later. I have a dress that would look just magnificent on you."

"Lobsters and mussels at THIS time of day?!" shrieked MB. She started giggling, "Methinks not. At least, not for me. In particular because I don't eat seafood of any kind."

MB jumped back a little as suddenly snapped her fingers explaining the ... humane ... way to kill a lobster. But found it morbidly fascinating. She flashed a devilish smile towards the Lady as she laughed.

MB decided she was going to eat some lemon meringue pie that she'd just discovered. "Oooh, my favourite," she mumbled.

She glanced up with a mouthful of pie at the group of people talking about exploring the massive ship. Sounds exciting! she thought. But I'm not sure I want to leave all this food ... maybe I'll take a go-plate and wander with them ... maybe.

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