[center][img]http://i1062.photobucket.com/albums/t486/isthistaken1/Bianca-Nuit-Returned.png[/img] [@Silvan Haven], [@Crimmy], [@Plank Sinatra], [@HereComesTheSnow][/center] [color=9D36FF]“Gratia’s here guys!”[/color] I said informing Luke and Beryl of facts they were all too aware of. I took off running, nearly skipping out of my seat in shotgun once Luke and Beryl had sat down. I bounced up and down as Gratia methodically made her way to her seat. They were all sat down, the luggage was in the trunk. [i]We’re ready to leave.[/i] Everything’s coming up Bianca. I skipped back over to shotgun and felt everyone’s weariness, the seats [i]were[/i] pretty soft I suppose. But, this wasn’t much compared to the jet. Either way though, I suppose it paid to be humble. “Feel free to rest back there. It’s still about forty minutes until we reach the harbor!” My feet were reaching the dash as the assistant stepped into the car and the trip began. It wasn’t long before it seemed as though the entire back section of the vehicle was asleep. I tried to doze off for a little bit, but then I’d think [i]cruise[/i] and I’d feel like a hundred bucks all over again. Or at least, what I thought was a hundred bucks, until I saw it. [color=9D36FF]“Holy shit we’re here.”[/color] I said quietly under my breath. Before calmly leaning backwards and glancing at my sleeping friends. They were so peaceful. [i]Oh well.[/i] [color=9D36FF]“We’re hereeee~~~~”[/color] I sang getting out of the passenger seat. The night sky reflected beautifully into the water, it seemed there wouldn’t be any activities tonight. This was the last pick up so people would probably just be told to catch some z’s. If the tired faces in the back were any indicator, it was much needed. [color=9D36FF]“We have some luggage over here!”[/color] I said hastily waving down some employees. After quickly handing over the room information the employees departed with the bags. [center][color=9D36FF]“ARE YOU READY TO CRUISE?!”[/color][/center] All that remained was to board the ship.