[hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=#9370DB]Gene Benaszewski[/color][/i][/b][/h1][img]https://i.postimg.cc/dQy1hr2X/tumblr-mueuho4d-Zx1ri5qp0o1-500.gif[/img][hr][hr][b][color=#9370DB]Location:[/color][/b] The Ferry - Sun Deck -> Elite Deck -> Second Deck [b][color=#9370DB]Skills:[/color][/b] N/A [hr][/center] Gene rolled her eyes a bit as her ticket was checked going down, making sure that she kept pace with the Lord Major. It was hardly hard in her opinion, given how old the man was (or how young, perhaps?) She fell slightly behind him, mostly because she was curious to see how slowly she could walk and match his pace. George was fine, she knew that in her heart - and Vera seemed to be a clumsy walking disaster. She wouldn't be too terribly shocked if Vera eventually managed to sink the entire ship. [color=#9370DB]"Has Vera always been so... Vera?"[/color] Gene wondered aloud. Was she addressing Lord Major? Maybe. She was behind him as he sped through the checkpoints and stairs, becoming about one flight behind but she wasn't too concerned about it. One of her best friends had taught her that it was okay to take things slow. Mostly, however, Gene's attitude was because she herself wasn't too fussed at the moment. If she had been, she would have sped past the Lord Major and been flying down the flights of stairs at top speed. [hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=00ccff]Nora Kingston[/color][/i][/b][/h1][img]https://i.postimg.cc/Df9S6Bfn/MDx2.gif[/img][hr][hr][b][color=00ccff]Location:[/color][/b] The Ferry Elite Deck - Second Deck -> Lower Deck -> Cargo [b][color=00ccff]Skills:[/color][/b] N/A[hr][/center] Nora had followed Lauren, presenting her ticket at the proper time and she couldn't help but continue to think about all of the tragedies that had befallen this Fellowship. They had experienced death - poor Neema, for instance... Nora's eyes watered ever so slightly at the thought. Lady Munn had fallen overboard and her notes had been stolen. It was as if the so called curse was real and present, conspiring against them from coming to the bottom of this mystery. The brand on her hand was a reminder of it, one that she would have for the rest of her life. [color=00ccff]"Lady Munn - is there anything we can do for you?"[/color] Nora asked quietly. She wasn't one to talk unless she was spoken to, but this was important. Their friend had fallen into the Nile and had nearly been taken out by a lifeboat. However, she then learned that Mahendra had fallen into the Nile for a similar reason - clumsiness. She bit her lip slightly at that realization. Were they cursed or was the Fellowship just horribly uncoordinated?