[center][h1][color=00aeef]Natasha Parks[/color][/h1][/center]
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It all moved so fast, Natasha was unable to say or do much but offer smiles, take in what she was being told and breathe in the beautiful sea air, it was an unfamiliar scent to the English woman but she found herself to quite enjoy it. Holding her pack in her hands she walked alongside the group of men and women who had signed up for this, or had been forced into it. All of them quite charming in looks, she had to admit. They weren't meant to interact until the first round of 'dates' tonight? She supposed it was to put everyone on a level playing field, make it less awkward if they were all in the same boat but Natasha was willing to at least exchange introductions, put names to faces. However she didn't follow the example of the brown-haired woman, who had introduced herself as Clem, who voiced out against and just nodded. The current tour was barely going slow enough for her to keep up and she [i]could [/i]see the reason behind the idea. 

She let the bellhop lead her to her room. With a [color=00aeef]"Thank you,"[/color] she slid the keycard into it's spot and slowly opened the door. She couldn't help but gawk at the sight that beheld her. It was beautiful. It was also quite roomy, very roomy actually. Probably larger than the little one bedroom apartment in central she lived in. Probably looking much like a child she frantically ran through the apartment from room to room. Inspecting every cupboard, drawer and shelf. It had been too long since she'd had a proper holiday and she wasn't at all regretting her choice. 
She bounds back to her room and throws herself upon the large bed, crinkling the white duvet. She gives a gleeful, triumphant laugh followed by a soft sigh, recalling the last couple of hours in her head. Time had flown so fast yet so much had happened. She wasn't even sure if she had processed it all properly yet. She looks up at the ceiling unable to kill the smile off her face, not that she wanted to.

After quite a lengthy shower (it was [i]meant [/i]to be quick, but she lost track of time). She changes into a black and white dress and a pair of black heels before making her way to the dining room to see she was not alone. The brown-haired girl who'd spoken up earlier and the long-haired guy (he introduced himself as Christian, right?). Natasha nods a greeting in their direction before wandering the tables in search of her table. Upon finding it she takes a seat. If memory serves her correct she was paired with a guy called Victor Wyatt. Well... this would be interesting 

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 [center][h1][color=DarkGoldenRod]Dylan Clark[/color][/h1]
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Dylan read through the pages of his pack only mildly listening to the ramblings of this adventure's ringmaster. As long as he caught the main points what did it matter if he wasn't using focused attention on the man? So many seemed annoyed by this 'no talking to the other participants until the speed dating' thing but, seriously, it would only be hours before that event and with each person about to go to their room it's not like they would have nothing to do for much of that time.

Dylan scratched a tattooed arm as he followed the well-present bellhop to his room. It was quite a site. Very spacious, simplistic yet quite beautiful. The view though? The balcony overlooked the sparkling blue water from a prime position, it seemed to remind Dylan of his coastal home, he'd never  [i]lived[/i] directly at or across the road from the beach but he'd been there so many times the view was so normal to him yet it never seemed to fail to amaze him. He loved the beach. He stood at the balcony, leaned against the rail watching the water dance in waves and feeling the soft sea breeze on his face.

Clad in a short sleeve pale blue dress shirt Dylan entered the room for the speed dating, glad he wasn't the only one who had made an effort he searched for his table to find his partner already seated. [color=DarkGoldenRod]"Clementine?"[/color] he questionly greets, taking the other seat, she was quite a attractive, as were pretty much all the women in seemed, [color=DarkGoldenRod]"How're ya? I'm Dylan,"[/color] he greets her, extending a hand