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located in The Star Liner, a part of Deadly Waters, one of the many universes on RPG.

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Kylie Moore

The brunette sat in the back of the taxi, patiently waiting for her to arrive at her destination. Well, on the outside, at least. On the inside she was screaming like a child. She was finally getting to do what she had always wanted - travel. Soon she would be in Europe. And all it took was a bit of money she.. uhm.. borrowed from her parents.

The taxi stopped and Kylie handed the cab driver the cash, before getting out of the taxi. Or rather, stumbling out. Her converse shoe caught on the edge of the door frame, and she found herself almost landing head-first onto the pavement. She sighed, and quickly regained her footing, before pulling her suitcase from the car. The taxi driver gave an impatient sigh, to which Kylie glared at him through the blacked-out windows. She slammed the car door close, and watched it for a few seconds as it drove off.

Kylie turned around to face the ship, and the crowd about to board it. A sigh mingled with excitement and nerves escaped her lips, as she watched everyone pile on. There were so many people. To be honest, she didn't know how it could take all their weight.

Her hat threatened to escape in the slight wind, but Kylie quickly placed her left arm on her head to contain it, whilst her right hand pulled her suitcase along behind her. She glanced at a few people as she made her way through the crowd. Gosh, everyone looked so wealthy. There were people who looked like they had dressed up just to board the ship, whilst Kylie was wearing a baggy tee, beanie and jeans. Very attractive.

She boarded the boat, where she was greeted by a woman who handed her a room key and told her that her room number was, "Three-Seven-Two." She also gave Kylie some random sheets about the ship's journey and how it was made, but Kylie just stuffed them in her pocket without looking at them. She would dump them as soon as she reached her room. It was like the copyright on the back of books and CD's - always there, but no one really reads them.

She opened the door of her bedroom up, and a small gasp escaped her as she took in her surroundings. It was impressive. Much better than the room she had at home anyway - or rather, in her apartment. Well, then again, anything was better than that tiny thing.

She took the crumpled sheets out of her jeans pocket and dumped them in the bin, before placing her bag down on the large bed. She wasn't bothered to unpack now - she couldn't decide whether or not she wanted to explore the rest of the ship, or lie there forever.

She grinned up at the ceiling as she took it in. Italy. I mean, it was fucking Italy. She couldn't wait. As amazing as the ship itself was, the reason she was on teh boat wasn't the journey - it was the final destination.