[hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=f7976a]Deeper Than The Sands[/color][/i][/b][/h1][hr][b][color=f7976a]Date:[/color][/b] October 5th, 1924[hr][hr][/center]

	[b][i][color=f7976a]Reminders:[/color][/i][/b] Remember your tickets, it allows you to certain places on the ship. Please note that if you are trying to go ~up~ a deck, to call for a roll! We will have to see if your character 1) Remembered it, 2) Hasn't lost it or 3) To see if it has been stolen. >.> Also, if your character goes to their room make sure to grab a roll from me to let you know what, if anything, occurred in there. 

	Over half of the people on the boat have decided it was best to go to bed and won't be back out tonight, well unless something happens that makes them get up. About 25% are back out and about on the decks, another 25% are moving from room to room having after dinner coffee and drinks away from the rest of the crowds. (Perception rolls for those out and about to pick up on anything.)

[b][i][color=f7976a]Ever Had Shit Hit The Fan?:[/color][/i][/b] Yeah, well it isn't - just yet. On the main deck we have Mosi and she is pretty much keeping to herself and sketching away. People are milling about and passing her as if she isn't there. Yet that is how most things in life are. If it isn't directly effecting you chances are you will miss most of the things that are going on around you. Why people are missing the woman sitting there and drawing. One so much in fact she nearly tripped over her. Catching her foot on the edge of the chair. Looks like the woman has two left feet and it isn't Vera. Looking over sharply, her dark eyes and olive skin are only partly seen from under hair that falls over her face. "Sorry," she says in a rough voice that has a lack of accent before she moves on. 

	George nods and keeps up with Lauren. Walking with her as she went to check on her room. [color=598527]"Mmm, sounds good,"[/color] he said as they walked. It was good that things were calm in Laurens room for when they got to Vera's it was obvious that things were not as calm there as they should have been. Vera looked rather worried when they arrived and didn't notice them at first. Her body turning as she face planted right into George's chest as he stepped into the room that had been turned upside down. His arm wrapping around her waist to keep her from falling. [color=598527]"What happened mmm?"[/color] he asked, more to his sister than to Vera. 

	The man drinking from the bottle was not having any better time than Vera was it seemed from the look on his face. He looked over towards the girl and shrugged. "What does it matter? Just as soon as you think you have things figured out, everything turns upside down again," he said before taking several long chugs from the bottle. As he lowered it he let out a hell of a burp that almost sounded like a goat bleating. "Excuse me," he said as he sat the bottle down, now spent, and pointed towards the bar tender, snapping his fingers a few times. "Another one," he said as he tapped the bar top and threw down some money with his other hand. 

	At the stairs, things were calm, save one woman of pale skin and dark hair moving passed Mahendra slowly, her dark eyes casting a sideways glance towards the man and it seemed that red flickered in her eyes as she gave a sly smile towards him. Lacing her fingers together she continued to walk and headed down the stairs, the legs of her pant suit swishing as she did. Her eyes cast back to him before she disappeared around the corner and was out of sight. 

	Closing the journal the man slipped it into his inner front pocket of his tan jacket and looked around. His lips pursing together as if he was in thought. His hand coming up as he scratched his chin. It looked like he hadn't shaved in a good few days and his skin was tanned. Not in a I have been out in the sun a few times but leathery as if he had been out in it far too much over the last week and it was trying to heal from an under lying burn. The veins in his hand were bulging a little, whether he was thin or they were aggravated was anyone's guess.