Margaret heard the trumpets signaling diner would be soon. So she decided to go and get changed. Her room was large, and first class. And where as the other first class people usally had servents, or at least people to travel with, she was alone. So she changed into a more common gown for dinner. ((Like this. http://www.fashionsoftheages.com/images ... _front.jpg )) And went to the dining room, but the problem was she didn't now where to sit, well all the tables were for more then one person, she would not be rude to sit where uninvited.

Lilliana searched through her large trunk for the dress she wanted to wear. She had seen it in a shopping window one day and had instantly fallen in love with it. Her mother did not particularly like it, being from the older generation she did not approve of the short-sleeved gowns that were so popular nowadays but Lilliana adored them. She felt more free in them. This dress was a black and apricot cotton velvet and silk chantilly lace gown ( http://www.antiquedress.com/edwrdgowndoylchantilly.jpg ) which was one of her favorite dresses to wear. She soon found it in the trunk and also pulled out a pair of matching light apricot full-length satin evening gloves. She called for her mother to help her off with the gown she was wearing as it was impossible for women to undress themselves. She tried to keep her back against her mother while being undressed as she was afraid of showing the small bump on her lower stomach which became more noticable when she was in her corset and undergarments.

"You should really put your hair up more Lilliana" her mother said when the gown had finally been put on. "You are a lady now, not a child anymore. There are certain expectations of you now!" she continued but Lilliana shook her head.

"Mother, I am 22 years old - I am perfectly old enough to decide what to do with my own hair! I like it more wild and free" Lilliana said and twirled around. She put the sides of her hair in a curly arrangement in the back and let the rest of her hair down. It was still curly from her previous morning hairstyle but now her long black locks flowed freely down her back. As a finishing touch she put an apricot-colored Lily in her hair. Needless to say she looked absolutely breathtaking, even her mother had to admit that.

"My beautiful dark, mysterious and wild flower!" she said while giving her daughter a tight hug. "You give me a headache most of the time but please know that I love you no matter what decisions you make in life!" her mother said and kissed her cheek. "You had better go and meet up with your dinner party now or they will start without you!" she continued and let her daughter go.

"I will! Thank you mother for everything and for understanding that I need to be just me.. and nobody else" Lilliana said blowing a kiss towards her beloved mother. She grabbed the evening gloves and left the cabin in search for the dining hall.

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Margaret looked out the door reconsidering eating here when she saw Lilliana. "Lilliana!" she called going to the woman who was down the hall and looking confused. Margaret ignored the looks she got from jogging and calling loudly. Lilliana was a face she knew, and although margaret would never admit it she was insecure in this new world out side the Rouge. "Lilliana, the dinning room is over here." She pointed as she approached the other woman.

Lilliana walked down the corridors looking for signs that would indicate which direction the dining hall was located at. She soon found a large open space crowded with men and women, all very dressed up and extremely wealthy. She realized the dining hall was just beyond the lobby when she heard a voice call her name amongst the large crowd. She looked around the room trying to see where the voice was coming from when she spotted Margaret in the back. The French girl was hurrying towards her and Lilliana was just about to follow the actions of the approaching women when a wave of nausea flowed through her. Her hand went instantly to her lower abdomen as she was starting to feel very lightheaded. She felt her knees giving in under her and before her world went completely black she heard someone screaming her name.

Her eyes fluttered open and she found herself looking up into the most gorgeous pair of eyes she had every seen. They were deep, mysterious but also full of concern. She looked around and realized there was at least 20 people leaning over her, worry written across all their faces. She spotted Margaret as well. Lilliana realized she was lying on the carpeted floor and figured she must have fainted. She turned to the young man with the beautiful eyes, she felt he was holding her hand.

"Are you alright?" he asked her with the most gentle and sweetest voice she had ever heard. Lilliana nodded. "I think so" she said and continued "I think I must have fainted". She tried to sit up slowly and held out her hand for the young man to help her up. As soon as she was back on her feet she realized the fall had caused her head to feel sore and her belly to ache painfully. Panicking she instantly felt her stomach, worried that there might be something wrong with the baby. The young man obviously noticed her concern and asked "do you want me to take you to see a doctor?", all Lilliana could do was nod. She tried to reassure the worried crowd that she was alright and just going for a check up as she didn't want any curious people following her.

"I shall be back soon Margaret" she told the worried French girl. "You go and have dinner, do not wait for me. I shall have something to eat later" Lilliana said as she was lead away by the handsome young man towards the onboard clinic.

"So, may I ask the name of my knight in shining armor?" Lilliana asked playfully, trying to get her focus off the baby that she was worrying about.

"Jonathan Finlay, ma'am" he said.

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[New character bio here]

Name: Jonathan Finlay
Gender: Male
Age: 25
Race: Scottish
Class: 3rd
Personality: A very carefree, poetic and artistic young man who travels the world by sneaking onto ships, trains, cargos etc.
History: He comes from an extremely poor family who never had any money nor barely any food. He once stole a tuxedo from a 1st class gentleman and has been using it ever since to be able to sneak in amongst rich crowds at parties, thus getting extremely nice and expensive meals for free
Appearance: Around 5'10", shoulder-length black hair, scruffy facial hair, deep, dark eyes
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Reason for traveling: He's always been a traveller and just wants to explore the world further. The Titanic seemed like an excellent opportunity to do just that
Travelling companions: None

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Margaret nodded and returned to the dinning room. Once again she looked around wondering where to eat.

"Pleased to meet you Mr Finlay, I am Lilliana af Rosenstierna" Lilliana said while being ushered to the clinic. "I want to thank you sir for helping me, I do not if I would have made it to the clinic by myself as I feel very weak" she continued as a sharp pain went through her body and she clutched her stomach. Jonathan put his arm around her shoulder, giving her his full body support.

"You can call me Jonathan, ma'am" he told her. They rounded a corner and saw a large white sign with a big red cross displayed above a door. Jonathan rushed Lilliana over and knocked on the door. A middle-aged gentleman in a white doctor's uniform soon opened and stepped aside to let the two young adults in. Jonathan helped Lilliana up on the examination table he then looked around nervously and uncomfortably. "I shall leave you in peace now ma'am, Good evening" he said with a quick bow and was just about to leave the room when Lilliana called out "No, please do not leave me! I am so scared, please stay here with me I beg of you!". Tears were running down her cheeks but she didn't pay attention to them. "Ma'am I can find your husband for you and bring him here if you like" Jonathan said getting ready to open the door. "I... I am... not... married" Lilliana said through clutched teeth as another wave of pain shot through her body. "I do not even have a beau. I travel only with my parents but they must not know about this. Please... can you stay?" she said reaching out her hand towards him. He looked deep in thought, confusion written all over his face as he glanced at her bulging stomach but then nodded and grabbed her hand.

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Margaret sat in a chair for a while, but she beame nervous. Where could she eat. She felt like she was being judged by every one. Finally she got up and looked for the clinic, she wanted to know if Lilliana was ok. Soon she approached it, having asked a few people. Quietly she poked her head in. "Lilliana, are you in here? Could I come in?" she asked with her French accent.

((Ignore this post.))

(sorry I haven't posted recently! I had to leave for the weekend. I really like the idea of everyone meeting at one of those third class parties. Maybe there can be one after dinner.)

Darcy layed a hand on Will's shoulder when he looked down at his feet. "I understand," she said, "I had to work as a tavern maid to earn money for a ticket. It was not a very pleasant experience. Most of the patrons were men and they were very... forward." She shook her head sadly. "Life hasn't turned out to be what I expected at all." The trumpets signalling dinner sounded. It was then that she remembered that she had not eaten since lunch the day before. Her stomach growled at the thoughts of food. "Have any dinner plans?" she asked Will.

Nate shook his head and patted Lacey's hand. "It was a long time ago," he said as he met her eyes. He managed a weak smile to try and assure her that he was fine. Before either of them could say anything else, the dinner trumpets sounded.

(here is my character for your girl, Mari)
Name: Aaron Hawthorne
Gender: male
Age: 23
Race: English
Class: 3rd
Appearance: tall, muscular, shaggy jet black hair, slightly tanned, grey-green eyes
Personality: care-free, optimistic, outgoing, mischeivous
Reason for travel: He wanted to get away from England.
Traveling companions: none

Aaron walked into the first class dining room. He knew he was not allowed to be in there, but he did not really care. He ignored the amazed stares and glared coming form some of the first class people who even bothered to notice him. After a moment of looking around for a seat, he noticed a woman sitting by herself at a table. "Good evening, Miss," he said cheerfully as he sat down across from her, "It appears that I don't have many friends here tonight and you looked like you were in need of some company, so I hope you don't mind if I dine with you." He paused a moment, waiting for her reply. Then he realized that he had forgotten to give her his name. "I'm Aaron by the way."

((Thanks Elarinya))

Margaret looked up, she had found an emplty table at last, well it was empty now. The people who were her had left when she sat down. "Of course you can dine with me. I don't know many people here." She smiled with charm. He was hansome, this Auron, she would let him dine with her, and at the same time she expected him to do more, like all men, she guessed he would want her body.

"Margaret! Over here!" Emmeline said to the girl she met. Emmeline was wearing a pale pink dress with flower embrodery and red lace (http://www.vintagetextile.com/images/Gallery/1360x.jpg), it complented her face with the tint of red on her lips and pale pink blush on her cheeks. Her hair was curled and pulled up in a red pin, which Logan had given her just before they left to board the Titanic.

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((Um Amoniel. I am sitting at a table with Elarinya's charrie. So maybe you could walk by and notice us.))

Will smiled at Darcy and shook his head. "Sadly, no..." He laughed a little and folded his arms. "Would you... like to be my date?" He finished off his beer and watched her, closely.

Lacey looked toward where the trumpets were played and sighed. "I... uh... have to get ready. I'll see you there, right?"

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(ok, ignore my last post then)

Emmeline walked into the dining hall arm in arm with her fiance, Logan. Emmeline was wearing a pale pink dress with flower embrodery and red lace (http://www.vintagetextile.com/images/Gallery/1360x.jpg), it complented her face with the tint of red on her lips and pale pink blush on her cheeks. Her hair was curled and pulled up in a red pin, which Logan had given her just before they left to board the Titanic. She walked by a table and noticed Margaret was sitting there.
"Margaret! Would you care to join us?" Emmeline smiled, she also saw man sitting there too, "Would you like to join us too?"
Emmeline winked at Maragaret as she waited for their reply.

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Margaret looked up. "I would love to." She gave a charming smile again, although it faltered for a second as she saw that Emmeline was with a man. "Although I don't know about Auron, we just met. I don't want him sitting alone." She turned to the man that sat with her. "What do you think?"

"I would love to," Darcy said with a warm smile. She stood up and smoothed her dress with a grimace. Since she had sat down it had become quite wrinkled. She shook her head dismissivly. She had nothing better to changed into so this would have to do. She took Will's arm and they made their way to the dining hall.

Nate felt slightly dissapointed that Lacey would have to go, but when she mentioned seeing him there he brightened. "Of course," he replied with a grin, "I'll save you a seat."

Aaron smiled at the couple who approached them. He nodded and stood. "The more the merrier!" he said cheerfully.