Luna tended to be prompt. In the hotel she could barely afford, with luggage that she had had from her college days, and the rest of her money from her last few pays had already been sent to her father. She had her luggage packed, and had already eaten a light breakfast of toast, apple slices and milk, [i]A sensible breakfast, given that I don't know if I'll get seasick[/i] she thought to herself, as she signed the receipt, paying for it with the last of her money, before thinking [i]or a really expensive sick over the side of the boat[/i]. Rising, she headed downstairs, with her luggage, leaving the key at the desk, and looked to see if her taxi was there. 

After waiting ten minutes, leaning against a wall, it became clear to Luna that the taxi wasn't coming. That wasn't so much of a hassle, really, given that the dock was just down the way, and she was running early, but it was frustrating given she would have to walk with her suitcase. Giving a sigh, Luna ran her fingers through her short, black hair that she had cut just the other day, leaning over a bin with sissors in hand, and hacking at her hair. It nevertheless looked okay. even if it looked like a cheap job. Looks weren't something Luna cared about. 

Starting down the path, Luna glanced about her. It semeed she had made a wise decision to walk, given that there appeared to be a traffic jam of sorts. Besides, walking had always suited her best. You never knew when some idiot might come and smash your car in, after all. Although she soon wished she had some form of mobile transportation, as her suitcase wheel broke off, and she spent a few horrible moments trying and failing to fix it. [i]Dad told me to get a new one, said the money didn't matter, but Ihad to leave it for him. I couldn't justify spending the money when I had a perfectly good suitcase. Well, that's come back to bite me on the butt[/i] she thought in resignation, before huffing, and heaving her suitcase into her arms. 

By the time she had traveled just a little bit, she was sweating. A little bit further she was huffing and puffing. The damn thing was heavy. And it wasn't even full! She had to stop for a moment to catch her breath, wiping her forehead with the back of a hand, and cursing the suitcase, she sat cross legged on the ground, trying to force the wheel back on. Finally, she cursed and riffled through it to take out some bandage tape, essentially wrapping the wheel to its axis and trying to make sure it wasn't going to fall off. It just had to last until she was at the ship. [i]if it survives the drop, it will be a miricle[/i] she thought to herself, finally rising a again, she was surprised the wheel actually stayed on, and although it didn't turn, dragging it without further damaging the suitcase was better then lugging it in her arms. 

When she reached the drop, finally, she found a woman arguing with the doorman for the drop, and she came to the conclusion that this woamn wasn't necessarily important for the crew. Giving a sigh, she waited for the woman to essentially push her way into getting aboard, and stood at the back, waiting her turn. Identifying herself, she said that she was here early to know what medical supplies they had. She apoligised for her broken suitcase, and turned to the drop. She swallowed, nervously, walking down the length of the hallway, the stairs. As she sat there, strapped in, she knew she needed it done quickly, or she would loose her nerve. 

She said as much to the attendant, and before she knew it, she was falling. Her eyes were closed tight, her hands gripping the straps, her teeth clamped so tightly together she thought they might crack. She was more then surprised that she didn't break anything, especially at this velocity. As she stopped, and was released, she stumbled away, and fell to the ground, practically ready to kiss it. The attendants laughter cause her to look up in fury, and she stumbled up, accepting her suitcase. She left the landing zone with as much dignity as she could muster, dragging her suitcase behind her. The woman had just dove into the water. Luna rolled her eyes at her behaviour, and went as far away from her as she could manage, trying to look like she belonged. She didn't have to interact with the woman, who seemed to think she was the greatest gift to mankind, as she was soon dozing. Luna was thankful for that. She was worried that if she opened her mouth, her breakfast might just jump out. Not that that wouldn't be amusing, all over the woman. 

Once she could board, Luna did so, finding where she could put her suitcase away, looking around the boat, she saw the woamn essentially posing at the front of the ship, rolling her eyes at it. She stayed clear of the woman, and just took in the fact she was on a ship. And she was looking out, over the sky, at the opputinities that were out there. She couldn't believe that she was here. She was going to be apart of something great. [i]Did you think that this would have been where I'd be, all those years ago, when you saved me dad? You always said I'd go far, I just wish you were here to see this. Words can't describe this...[/i] She drew in a few deep breaths, letting them out slowly, and found peace. [i]I suppose I should go introduce myself that the woman, if only not to be impolite, but she seems likle a prissy girl[/i] She said to herself, but was saved that by the arrival of another member. He seemed a little rushed, and she figured that was because he was late. 

Smartly dressed, he was soon at the mercy of the woman who seemed to want to be in charge of everything. [i]does she think she really is all that, or is it an act?[/i] Luna wondered. She intended to find out. [i]oh, heck, she's coming this way![/i] despite the fact Luna wanted to be as far away from her as possible, Luna nevertheless stood her ground, and stared right back at the woman. She knew what she looked like, a small woman with a rather unkempt appearnace, her roughly cut hair that was short, her slightly pointed face and clothes that were clearly more then a year old, but well cared for, against this prissy woman who took pride in her outward appearance, seemingly egotistically and way too full of herself. 

"Not all of us have to worry about having a bad appearance, and some of us at least have the good grace to tell everyone your name, as not everyone cares enough to follow you in the paper, Miss" Luna said, in an easy tone, "You know what they say about assuming, after all" she flashed a smile, as if she was just being amusing, before turning to the poor reporter, "Hello, Mr Samick, I am Luna Stevenson, but please call me Luna. I am terribly sorry, but this woman has lied to you. I have just met her, I am not her good friend. I am to be a nurse, on this trip" She smiled brightly now, with a sense of giddiness. She was more then ready to begin the journey. 

Hold out her hand to Edward, "A pleasure to meet you. I'm sure it will be a fantastic journey, and that you will have lots to write about" The poor reporter seemed out of his depth, and she wasn't surprised. Given that he was running late, he had pretty much be thrown right into the deep end of things. "It's not every day we get to explore beyond the known, after all. I'm going to be using my skills to make sure we all do so in the best possible health, so if you become ill, or are injuried, I will be happy to help. I know I'm small, but I pack a punch" She gave a laugh, and felt once more excited for the simple possibilities of being here. 

[i]I miss you already, dad. But I'm going to make you proud, just you wait![/i] although she knew her father was proud of her, she wanted to do this to show him...to show him just what he had done, by saving her life, all those years ago.