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Abia Crane

"To find love and follow our dreams-- is that not what life is for?" {Minor WIP}

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a character in “April 1912”, as played by SlightlyInsane

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FULL NAME
"I quite like my name-- it's unique."
Abia Roselyn Crane
(ā-bee-uh)


ALIAS
None


BIRTH DATE
”I will soon be 22— how exciting!”
May 25th, 1890 - 21 years old


ORIGIN
”I’ve lived in England all my life, as many of my family members have.”
British


SEXUALITY
”I only fancy men."
Heterosexual


ECONOMIC CLASS
”I am somewhere between blessed and cursed."
Second


OCCUPATION
”I’m hoping to find a family in need of my services in America."
Governess, though she is currently unemployed.


MARTIAL STATUS
”I wouldn’t be a governess if I were married, though I do wish to be married someday.”
Unmarried

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APPEARANCE
Abia has a light complexion and brown, shoulder length hair which frames her face. This is helped by her bangs, which go to her eyebrows. Her hair is naturally wavy. She normally puts her hair up when going about her day, but will let it down once the day comes to a close. She has brown eyes, the same as her father. On her lower back is a birth mark of indeterminate shape.

Abia is missing her 4th and 5th toe on her right foot following an accident that happened several years ago. She is able to walk just fine, but she becomes uncomfortable when wearing high heels. She can wear them for an hour or so before she begins to feel discomfort. Instead of having false toes made for her, she uses a small cushion in her shoe to fill it. She knows very few people will see her feet, which is the reason she declined to have false toes made, but the idea of someone seeing her foot still causes her anxiety. She is anxious about how someone may react to her only having three toes. Abia is also anxious when she has to wear high heels, as she would much rather not be uncomfortable when trying to go about her day.

In terms of attire, she has quite a few dresses which range from everyday wear to evening dresses. She prefers to look elegant, modest, and ladylike. Additionally, she has a hat and a hand bag.

Abia wears a gold ring on the ring finger of her right hand. She also wears a locket which was her mother's. Inside is a picture of her father from when he first gave the locket to his now estranged wife. She has a pearl necklace for formal occasions. Additionally, she has two pairs of earrings-- one for every day wear and one for formal occasions.

BODY SHAPE
Hourglass

MEASUREMENTS
Bust: 36”
Waist: 24”
Hips: 35”

WEIGHT
115 lbs.

HEIGHT
5'3"

SHOE / FEET
6 (US)

DRESS SIZE
4 or 6 (US)

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LIKES
+ Light Pinks + Cream Colour + Pastel Colours + Classical Music + Jazz Music + Tea + Pastries + Sweets + Pasta + Salmon + Bread + Reading + Music + Movies + Exploring + People Watching + Teaching + Learning + Watching Natural Phenomena+ Her Father +

DISLIKES
- Orange - Yellow - Being Made Fun Of - People Abusing Their Power - Thieves - Liars - William (Her Twin)- Not Knowing What Happened to Her Mother - Loneliness - Drunks - Wearing High Heels -

TALENTS
+ Playing the Violin + Can Fake Playing the Piano + Good with Children + Reads Quickly (But Still Maintains Comprehension) + Drawing + Knows Some French + Extremely Observant +

WEAKNESSES
- Her Family - Physically Weak - Missing Her 5th and 4th Toes on Her Right Foot - A Working Woman in a Rich Man's World - At the Mercy of Any Family She Works For - (Wrongfully) Denounced as a Temptress - Somewhat Self-Conscious - Fear of Not Being Good Enough -

QUIRKS
  • When anxious Abia will put her hair behind her ear or gently twirl it close to her body. Alternatively, she will play with her mother's locket or her ring.

  • She normally avoids talking about William or her mother.

  • Abia has a habit of asking if she really must wear heels to an event when told she has to. She dislikes wearing them due to the discomfort it causes her right foot and thus will try to get out of having to wear them for an extended period of time.

  • A lover of natural phenomenon, Abia has no qualms about being out in the rain (even when it's storming) or the snow. She doesn't mind being out at night (given that she's somewhere where she feels no one will try to harm her) and she is fine with leaning over railings.

  • She isn't easily cold.

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PERSONALITY
Abia is a meek young woman. She isn't one to go about breaking rules or swearing loudly. That'd be unladylike. She is unassuming and reserved, preferring to observe others instead of interact with them. This partially stems from her time as a governess, where she simply watched others because she wasn't a member of the family but also not a servant. She finds that by watching and listening you can learn a lot about someone. Expectantly, she is very observant. Though she's more comfortable on the sidelines, she's happy to talk to one or two people at a time as she prefers small groups of people to larger groups. She's quite comfortable talking to and entertaining children, having a penchant for interacting them.

She is someone who is always looking to learn and loves to read. Abia believes you should never stop learning as the amount of knowledge in the world is infinite. She's a certainly a hopeless romantic. She believes that true love is out there despite having rarely seen it within her own life. Perhaps it's the romance novels she reads, but she dreams of finding her true love one day and spending her life happily ever after. Or at least as happy as it can be. Despite her romantic notions about life and belief in following one's dreams, Abia knows she has to be realistic.

Abia has a heart of gold. She is kind to everyone she talks to and will treat them with respect. She will only treat someone with malice when given good reason. When angry with someone she will not confront them, instead she will avoid them. When sad she will opt to retreat to her room or another quiet place so she can read a book to calm herself down. She is rarely one to display strong emotions in public, as she thinks she will be seen as weak by others.

She is somewhat self-conscious, which partially attributes to her preference to be an observer rather than a participant. She has a fear of not being good enough for others, likely due to her mother's departure at an early age. Abia is also self conscious because she is used to being around those who are of a higher class than her. She does not wish to embarrass herself in front of those older than her or wealthier than her, as she does not wish to ridiculed. She is self conscious around men for obvious reasons.

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HISTORY
Abia Roselyn Crane was born to Robert and Caroline Crane just eight minutes after her brother William. It would seem that this was the start of a happy life together as a family, but Caroline had a different idea in mind. Shortly before the twins turned two, she left without a word. It was believed that she had travelled to America. The news of Caroline's departure sparked numerous rumours-- that she'd left because Robert was abusive, that they'd secretly gotten a divorce, that she didn't want to raise her kids, and that she'd had a lover waiting for her in America. Whatever the reason was, the twins were left without a mother.

To this day Abia is unsure why her mother left her family behind. She believes her father knows the true reason but he's never told her. As such, she's grown up wondering where her mother was and why she'd left. Despite not having any memories of Caroline, Abia always missed her. She's longed for her mother throughout her life and has held onto the hope that they will meet again. Abia has also formed a rather romantic notion of who her mother is in her head, imagining her as a respectable lady making her way in the world. This dream is partially due to what little bits of information Robert has told her about Caroline. She wears a locket that her father gave her mother as a reminder of the past when they all lived as a family. The locket means a lot to her and she only takes it off to sleep, bathe, or when a more formal necklace is required.

The family moved to a larger town to be closer to family. Here, the twins grew up in the care of older family members by day and their father by night. Robert continued to work so as to be able to provide for his children. While they were children, Abia and William were very close. They relied on each other for entertainment. They played together when another family member couldn't, using their imaginations to create fantastic adventures. It was a happy time and Abia looks at her childhood years fondly.

Both twins were educated once they were old enough to attend school. The two attended different schools due to their genders. When they came home they would spend time together before eating supper and going to be. And so this cycle continued until their compulsory education had ended. By now the two had developed dissimilar personalities-- Abia was a very reserved bookworm whereas William was an energetic talker. Despite this the two were still close. They continued to play together and enjoyed their time with their father.

After her needed education came to a close, Abia was asked to stay at her school due to her high marks in her classes. She accepted the offer to assist the teachers at the school in exchange for furthering her education. With her life revolving around both learning and teaching others, she saw less and less of her family. She would always make time to talk with her father but she didn't see or talk to Will as much as she used to. It bothered her, but there wasn't much she could do about it. Once finished with her time at the school, Abia decided to become a governess. Having a good amount of education and having taught other girls for the past three years, she felt that she was capable of this occupation.

Knowing that she had not learned everything, Robert provided her with books, journals, and magazines from the university he worked at so that she could continue to learn in addition to her education on how to be a governess. Once she was finished with her governess education, she was ready to go out into the world and start to earn money. She knew that it was unladylike to working, but there were certainly worse jobs than being a governess. Abia was well aware of the class system and how those in the first class may see her as just a middle class girl, but she didn't mind. The idea of being able to earn her own money for doing something she enjoyed was too tempting. She also wished to give some of what she earned to her father as a thanks to all the years he worked so that the family could live comfortably.

While still looking for a home in need of a governess, Abia lived at home with her father and brother. Though her father was still the same kind, loving man, something had changed in her brother. He was still talkative and high energy, but there was something different about him. He wasn't the playful boy she'd known before. No, now he was a young man who lusted for all that life would could give him. She was shocked to walk into his room one day, where she found him drinking and admiring a watch he'd stolen. Perhaps he was just careless or perhaps he wanted to be caught considering it was the middle of the day. Whatever the case, Abia was disgusted with Will's behaviour to which he merely shrugged. At first she would attempt to chastise him for his actions. Then she would plead with him to consider what he was doing, to consider his future and how his actions would prohibit him from ever becoming a true gentleman. Again, he disregarded what she said until she just gave up entirely. She accepted the fact that her brother had changed for the worse and it saddened her. However, the sadness changed to anger and soon she found herself ignoring him when she could. Abia believed that their father would find out in time that Will was a dishonest thief, but he never did.

Once she found her first governess position, she was elated. She lived with that family for half a year as a replacement for the former governess. The children were nearly ready for boarding school at that point, thus the short time she was with them. Following this, she quickly found another family in need of her services. She stayed with them for a year and a half until the children went to boarding school.

Abia returned home briefly where she was met with love from her father and dismay from her brother. He hadn't changed his ways in the two years she'd been gone. Abia avoided him as much as she could while staying at home, preferring to stay in her room and read or play her violin. William couldn't get her to talk to him no matter how hard he tried. Before she departed, Robert gave her a good sum of money he'd been saving for her. It was to help cover the expense of buying dresses suitable for working in a wealthy household, as she currently did not own many clothes. He also gave her a letter that had come from Caroline in the recent months. It was addressed to Robert with no mention of Abia or William, lacked details, and was rather short, but her missing mother did mention that she was currently living in New York.

With the possibility of seeing her mother in her mind, Abia put her all into her work. She was a governess with the wealthy and generous Westfield family. The family treated her kindly and gave her a fair salary for the time she spent educating and caring for their son and daughter. Abia was always thankful for their generosity. Between her salary and the money her father had given her she was able to buy an additional afternoon and evening dress. She was quite happy being with the family and loved their children.

The dream of staying with the family for the next three years was dashed suddenly on a cool March night. Mrs. Westfield seemed to have developed ill feelings for the young governess. She saw Abia as a threat to her marriage-- despite the twenty-one year old having never been involved with or even remotely displayed romantic feelings for Mr. Westfield. Instead of simply dismissing her, Mrs. Westfield waited until the night of a dinner party to publicly humiliate the young woman. Abia was keeping the children entertained while the guests talked. Mrs. Westfield then announced that the governess had been attempting to seduce Mr. Westfield and ordered her to leave the house at once. Knowing the humility that would befall his wife should he detract her statement, Mr. Westfield remained silent and only offered Abia a look of apology. The young woman, having been humiliated left with her head down. She packed her things quickly, remaining in her room for the rest of the night before departing the next morning.

Feeling dejected, Abia stayed in the town near the family's home for a several days. As time passed, she noticed that some of the residents' attitudes towards her began to change. No doubt Mrs. Westfield had been spreading rumors about her through the town. Abia left soon after. While in the next town, she remembered her mother's letter. With the RMS Titanic set to sail to New York in less than a month, it was the perfect opportunity to go to America to find her mother. She bought a second class ticket and travelled to Southhampton.

In addition to finding her mother, she hopes to start anew after being humiliated and dismissed. She's hoping she can find employment in America or maybe even husband. She's always dreamt of finding true love. Maybe this will be her chance to find it. She hopes to find the perfect gentleman who can support her financially. Abia is content to find a man in the same class as her, but knows that finding a husband in the first class would mean good finances and security.

Originally she was going to inform her father of her trip to New York. However, she decided against it because she thought that he would try to stop her or even send William along to accompany her. Though she still loves her older brother-- he is family and was her best friend after all-- she's still displeased with how he handles himself and what he does. She felt it would be safer to travel alone than risk being with him if he decided to steal things from the first class. Abia plans to send her father a letter once she reaches America to let hi know she's safe.

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Once or twice a week, but I check in everyday.

So begins...

Abia Crane's Story

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Character Portrait: Ollie R. Gatz Character Portrait: Juliette Le Sauvage Character Portrait: Van Der Woodsen, Madame Yvette Character Portrait: Crawford, Mr. Lawrence M. Character Portrait: Miss Charlotte Whittaker Character Portrait: Domonic Drew Castell
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Date: Wednesday, 10 April 1912. xxxLocation: Southampton, England. xxx
Arrival Time: 9:30 a.m xxx Time of Departure: 11:30 a.m. xxxWeather: Brisk winds northwest at 15-20 mph; 50°C




"Aye, batte'n down the hatches will ya'?"

"Are my eyes deceiv'n me, or am I seein' this ship's ready to land?"

"Eeeeh, boy!"

"I'm needin' help to pull this lever."

"Ready to land, Captain!"


A slow, crooked smile had spread across Captain Smith's face resembling that of much content. The great ocean liner had took approximately three years to construct, engineered to be the largest and most luxurious steam ship in the world. Its very first voyage would truly be something worth remembering; articles about the ship were thus written, claiming it to be a marvel of modern engineering. Both men, women, and children alike came fleeing from their homeland to get a glimpse of the monstrous beauty that dared hinge itself onto the British port as if it was the only thing that withheld dominance. The passengers to board the luxury ocean liner were nonetheless grateful. Many had lifted their chins up in prestige because not only were they able to gain enough money to enter, but they were the first to do so. Street market sells boomed significantly, men were getting their beard groomed quickly as their wives pimped their children for the long journey; brushing off any specks from the petticoats of young girls, and straightening their son's woolen jacket.

And, it all happened in a speck of time. Everyone clustering, like ants. It wasn't later until the ship's plank board was lowered had everyone began pushing and shoving for a leading spot up the ramp.

"You want first-class passengers to board first, Captain?" One of the ship's crew member approached him. It was no surprise that even the most wealthiest aristocats were given better treatment. To Captain Smith the first-class were 'walking money', they would surely help spread the word, and perhaps bring in even more fortune. "Yes," Smith assured, "let the first-class board first."

And, off the worker went to announce the news to the people who waited impatiently. "Listen up," he had to shout over the uproar, "so, far we have at least two thousand two hundred and twenty eight thousand of you. I want first-class passengers to board first, then second, and lastly third. I want this to be done in an orderly fashion. We will set off in approximately two hours."

At that the commotion grew much louder, people kissed their loved one's a farewell. It was a moment of ecstasy, all for the ship that deemed as virtually unsinkable, the Titanic was truly a phenomenon.



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'Two hours, two hours, two hours ..'

Arthur McGhee felt the perspiration beginning to form at his temple, like thousands of tiny crystals scattered about his ivory skin. He wiped at it with the back of his hand as he chewed at his lower lip, it was a habit he had possessed since it was his conceitedness that got him stuck in the game of Cheat at the British port pub.

He remembered his words, a mockery as he smirked at the dunderheed that had just sent another man walking with loss. 'Ah bet yer ass I can win you at a game of cards. Aw or nothin', lad.' But, nevertheless it was those very words that had got him a pound short out of his pocket. If only he'd kept his mouth shut.

"You give'n up yet?" Arthur looked up from his stack of cards to the burly man who sat before him, the way his crusted lips curled back in amusement every moment he saw the poor Scott's exasperation.

He kept his answer short. "No." He concentrated on his next play.

He put down an ace, and at that, the man guffawed something bitter and awful that made Arthur fight the urge to hurl.

"You aren't gonna win, mate." Arthur ignored him as he put down a two.

Then, a four; six, eight, and before you know it he's all out of cards. Checkmate.

Arthur looked up at the man's now gawked expression, and smirked. "Mibbe ah jus did."

The guy was infuriated now as he looked at the cards, to Arthur, to the cards, then back up at Arthur. "Bullshit," he spat out a wad of tobacco juice out of the side of his mouth.

The man was nothing but muscle and tattoo compared to Arthur. However, as he said that Arthur couldn't hold it in anymore. He laughed, and laughed until his sides were cramping; until the man grabbed at his white button down, and heaved him up from his chair. "I want a rematch". He demanded, spit freckling across Arthur's face.

"Not how it works." The man pushed Arthur against a wall; hard. Others began to move away immediately in the process at the same time the owner shouted for the two men to take their tussle outside, but he was only ignored. "Listen to me, mate. I will hurt-" he was distracted by Arthur's hand moving behind his ear, thus a silver dollar had appeared between his fingers as if by magic.

"Did you not hear me? Arthur's smile widened. "Yer outta luck, lassie." He threw the coin at the man's face, causing him to loose his grip on Arthur.

"Aye!" he called out as he saw the sly Scott scoop up a few coins from their table, including a third-class ticket to board the 'White Star Line', and ran free from the pub toward the grand ship.

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Character Portrait: Ollie R. Gatz Character Portrait: Juliette Le Sauvage Character Portrait: Van Der Woodsen, Madame Yvette Character Portrait: Crawford, Mr. Lawrence M. Character Portrait: Miss Charlotte Whittaker Character Portrait: Domonic Drew Castell
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Date: Thursday, April 11th 1912. xxx Time: 10:30 am. xxx Location: the coast of Celtic Sea
Headed to: Queenstown, Ireland xxx Arrival time: 3:30 pm. xxx Weather: partly cloudy with an abundance of stratocumulus clouds. moderate breeze at 50°C N/NW




Titanic's departure from Southhampton yesterday was quite the success! Afterwards, the massive vessel sailed to Cherbourg, France to board more passengers. Nonetheless, everything seemed to be running smoothly, not a mishap identified. Its passengers are enjoying the long voyage as well. Some even managed to make friends with those within their social heiarchy, but who knows? Maybe love will parish within this grand vessel, or rivals will be made. Sometimes fate just has to be waited upon before it is allowed to make its next move.

As first class passengers began to make their way towards the Parisian Café for an early morning coffee, most second and third class passengers aimed to put on their best fitting garments to join them, passing the bouncers who are scouting for any possible intruders. Nevertheless, people are making the most of it until their final destination to Pier 60 in New York on April 17, 1912.

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Character Portrait: Juliette Le Sauvage Character Portrait: Daisy McGregor Character Portrait: William Crane Character Portrait: Abia Crane
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Location: D Deck: Cabin and B Deck: Second
Class Promenade, First Class Promenade
Interacting With: None
Mentioned: Daisy McGregor
Outfit: Day Dress 1

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Despite her tendency to rise early, a habit developed from her numerous governess positions, Abia was quite tired from the previous days events. Though she had been in Southhampton for a few days, nothing could have prepared her for the inevitable crowd of people both boarding and spectating the Titanic. Having had a difficult time boarding after being violently jostled around by other passengers, the young woman had at last found her assigned cabin. Abia was sharing the second class cabin with a Miss Daisy Gregor. The two had briefly conversed before Abia excused herself in order to eat. It had been a long day and she wanted a good meal. After finishing her meal, the overwhelmed younger Crane twin had retired to her cabin for the night.

About an hour after Daisy had left their room, Abia awoke. After washing her face in the basin, she dressed herself and proceeded to leave the room. At first, she considered bring a book along with her. She quickly decided against it. As much as she loved reading, today would be a lovely day to acquaint herself with the ship. Perhaps she could find someone or something interesting to watch or draw. That being said, the young woman carried by her side a small drawing pad and a pencil as she walked through the second class halls of the D Deck.

After breakfast in the Second Class Dining Hall, Abia stepped out into the morning weather. It was partly cloudy and fairly breezy, though she expected as much from being on a moving vessel. The young woman proceeded to walk straight to the railing, looking over it and down at the beautiful blue sea. It would never cease to amaze her how memorizing the waves were. They could be so calm and peaceful, yet also violent and destructive. So was the way of nature and of life.

Abia took a brief walk around the second class promenade on this level. There wasn't nearly as much space for the second class as the first class on this deck, which she had noted before and while boarding the ship. Some groups of people chattered on the deck, but it was relatively uneventful and uninteresting to her. There were also only a few benches on this deck, all of them already occupied. And besides, the promenade did not extend to the hull of the ship, instead stuck in the middle of it. Though she doubted she'd get any view of where the ship was heading from the First Class Promenade, it wouldn't hurt to try. It wouldn't hurt just to explore the promenade. It wasn't as though she was going to try and sneak into one of the cabins or restaurants there.

An employee of the ship stood by the small gate which separated the first and second class promenades. He looked rather disinterested in his job, repeatedly checking his wristwatch. Abia did not own a watch as she had always been reliant on clocks within the home. However, it must have been exactly on the hour or half hour since the employee abruptly left his post by the gate instead of waiting for the next man to come and stand in his place. His shift was done and he had better things to do than stand in place and tell the second class passengers to leave.

Seeing this as her chance to gain entry to the first class section of the deck, Abia quickly walked over to the lonesome, waist high gate. She glanced around, feeling her heart racing as she did so. She knew she should not be doing this, but she was doing it out of curiosity not out of malice or for personal gain. Nobody was paying any attention to her, instead wrapped up in their own conversations. She opened the gate and entered onto the first class side, gently closing the gate door behind her before briskly walking away.

Her pace slowed once she was about 20 feet from the gate. Glancing around, she saw that nobody had noticed her. Actually, there seemed to be nobody this far back on the promenade. Perhaps the first class men and woman did not want to be seen or even be close to the second class. Abia didn't think about it for long, instead overjoyed that she had made it to the First Class Promenade. She continued her walk, observing the men and women on the deck strolling along and talking. They all held themselves with pride, knowing that they were the most elite and wealthy of the passengers aboard. Abia thought of how nice it must be to have your wealth secured for you, to simply live and dine and not worry about being a working woman. She enjoyed her job, she did, but it did come with uncertainties.

Abia passed the long line of people trying to enter the Parisian cafe. Some were obviously passengers from either third or second class. She could tell by the way they dressed and acted. They weren't like the many social elites she'd seen. Having no interest in talking with strangers at the moment or entering the Cafe, Abia walked past the and failed to notice a certain young man whom she was all too familiar with.

Once she was away from the line and from most of the other passengers taking a stroll, she set her drawing pad and pencil down on one of the unoccupied chairs. She made sure the pencil was securely in place and would not roll away while she left it unattended. With soft footsteps, Abia walked over to the railing. She rested her elbows on the railing as she stared out at the seemingly endless ocean. There was a sense of isolation, but she knew she was just fine here on the ship. She would surely find someone to talk to and if not so be it. Abia was content for the moment to just stare out at the ocean and think of all that lie beyond it.




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Location: B Deck: First Class Promenade,
Parisian Cafe
Interacting With: Abia Crane
Mentioned: Juliette Le Sauvage
Outfit: Day Suit 1

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Once he was cleaned up and dressed, William had quickly made his way from the F Deck cabin he shared with five others to the B Deck. In a similar fashion to how his sister would later enter the First Class Promenade, he soon found himself quite alone on the first class side of the deck. It seemed no one was on this end of the promenade. This was fine by him for the moment. He didn't need any attention drawn to him nor did he want any. Instead of rushing in to steal what he could from the first class passengers, William had dedicated the day (or at least the morning, there was still time to change his mind) to scouting out the first class facilities and passengers. It could prove risky if he was caught, but it could also prove extremely helpful later on. Only time would tell.

The young man quickly found the Parisian Cafe, which had accumulated a nice line of passengers trying to gain entry. His face betrayed no emotion as he watched countless passengers be denied. Poor souls couldn't get in even if they had their best clothing on. Perhaps they would have better luck in the Second Class Dining Hall. Will continued to stand in line, listening to the chatter around him. Two ladies were talking about their respective children, slyly trying to out do the other with the great accomplishments of their respective child. A younger couple were engaging in a rather mundane conversation with an older man, a business partner of the husband's father. A young woman and her mother chatted about the daughter's friends and who they were all set to marry. The conversations were hardly interesting but still he listened.

As William was approaching the front of the line, he spotted a familiar face. It was his sister Abia. It seemed she had snuck onto the First Class Promenade and was now indulging herself in walking around it. She had not spotted him, which he was thankful for. He quickly moved himself behind the younger couple in front of him as if to inspect the wall. Though Will was planning on confronting Abia about his presence on the ship, he was waiting to do it until after the Titanic was well on its way across the great Atlantic Ocean. He didn't want her to try and leave the ship in order to get away from him.

Son after Abia passed the line, William greeted the bouncer standing watch at the cafe entrance and entered the cozy dining space. He maneuvered around the tables and other passengers, seeking solace in the form of an empty table. He kept his head held high as he walked, not in a completely arrogant manner, but one which exuded confidence.

The passengers here were mainly from the first and second class. He doubted many third class passengers could get around the bouncer. William noted the jolly mood of the majority of the cafe patrons. They were here to relax and enjoy their wealth. How lovely, he thought to himself as he succeeded in finding a table which had somehow been left without anyone to sit at it. It was in the middle of the cafe, a perfect vantage point. He seated himself in one of the seats closest to the wall. And now we see where the mice are among these men, he thought, referring to his potential targets as mice.

He began to whistle absentmindedly, before the sound was replaced by the sound of someone playing the piano. He looked in the direction of the sound, noticing a beautiful young woman playing the beautiful sounding piece. Tempted as he was to fully take in her features, he turned his attention back to the other patrons of the cafe.

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Daisy gaps when she sees the gentleman and the person he grabbed start to play cards. She couldn't hear was they were saying, but it was obvious that's what they were doing. She was quickly brought out of her thoughts when Mrs. Hurst kept repeating her name.

"Daisy? Daily! Is your mind wandering again?" the older woman asked.

Embarrassed, Daisy turned around and replied, "Oh I am so sorry Eliza! What were you saying?"

"I was asking how your sister and her family were."

"Violet is fine. She and Edward are expecting another child soon. Vi is determined to give Eddie a son since she already has two girls. Her doctor thinks she is carrying twins because she's much bigger than the last few pregnancies."

This brought a huge smile to Daisy's face, but Mrs. Hurst could see the inner sadness of her friend. She knew that Daisy wanted to be a mother so badly. It was bad enough when she had the first miscarriage, it was worse when the second one was a still born. Daisy had once told her she thought there was something wrong with her especially with her twin sister being able to carry and give birth to healthy children. The matronly woman's heart went out to her, but she maintain her smile, wanting to keep the blonde in a good mood.

"Well she'll definitely have her hands full than. I am happy that Violet is taking a more hands on approach to motherhood, unlike some mothers I know."

This caused Daisy to giggle. She could not understand why some mothers did spend more time with their children. She understood the need of having nannies and governesses, but for some women to not want to be around their children was just mind boggling. Daisy herself thought of becoming a governess after Michael died, but she realized she'd have to give up her love of traveling, and she simply couldn't do that.

It was at that second, she heard a crash and turned to see a woman who was done as well as a man. The scene caused her to laugh hard, earning several gazes her way. Not wanting to embarrass her friend, she took several breaths to calm down, but couldn't quite stop the giggling. Mrs. Hurst saw the incident too and giggled as well.

"And here I thought these meals would get boring."

"I just hope they're okay. That looked nasty." commented Daisy after she managed to stop giggling.

"It certainly did."

"Well, I am done eating, so I'll go and get some fresh air. Would you like to join me?" Daisy asks as she stands up.

"Afraid not my dear, I am going to get some rest. I will see you later all right?" Mrs. Hurst said as she stood up and gave Daisy a huge.

"Take care." Daisy said before leaving the cafe.

She ended up walking outside back to her section of the ship before spotting someone else. Recognizing that it was her roommate, she approached her and tapped her on the shoulder.

"Good day Miss Crane. Enjoying the view?"

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Abia continued to look out at the ocean. It was a wonderful sight, one she had only seen in paintings and photographs.[ The vastness of the ocean seemed almost impossible to consider. She'd seen globes and maps, used them in her teachings, but to truly experience the seemingly never-ending sea was different than simply looking at a piece of paper or hollow sphere.

She was completely wrapped up in her thoughts, daydreaming of what life would be like aboard the ship and eventually in New York. Her thoughts were abruptly interrupted when she felt a tap on her shoulder. Abia resisted the urge to jump, not wanting to give this person any reason to reconsider what class she was in. When she turned around, instead of finding someone ready to escort her back to the Second Class Promenade, she found her roommate Daisy. "Good day Miss Crane. Enjoying the view?"

Abia smiled at the other woman, happy to see a familiar face. Granted, she didn't know anyone else on the ship so Daisy was the only familiar face save for some of the employees she'd spoken with. "Good day to you as well Ms. McGregor." She stole a quick glance back at the ocean before responding to the woman's question. "I've never seen the ocean before, only paintings and photographs. It's beautiful. I could probably stare at it for days, getting lost in my own head. I'm sure I could get lost on this ship too. It's so large." Of course, Abia probably wouldn't get lost on the ship thanks to how observant she was, but the thought of exploring every single corner of the ship seemed a daunting task given its impressive size.




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Will continued to sit by himself, observing those around him. Those who were obviously first class mingled, talking about business, inheritance, and of course others of their class. They could think of themselves as better than the rest of the passengers aboard, but in truth they were nothing more than rats as well. It was an odd thought to come from a man who desired the finer things in life (and readily took them when he had the chance), but nonetheless William felt that the first class were no better than the third or second in terms of their actions. They had everything given to them on a silver platter, never knowing what hardship was or what it was like to make an honest living. He also doubted any of them had grown up with only one parent to support them.

Tempted as he was to start taking their jewelry, watches, and purses, he restrained himself. It would do no good to get himself thrown off the ship before the longest leg of the voyage. It also would be quite a shame to only get a small taste of the luxuries that could be his. Will continued to whistle as one of the waiters brought him a glass of water. He thanked the man before taking a sip. He wasn't too hungry, having been given some bread from one of the men he shared his room with, but it would still be quite nice to order and receive a first class meal.

A few minutes passed and he noticed an older couple coming into the cafe. Most of the tables were occupied by now and those that weren't had potential occupants nearby. Will stood, making his way over to them and offering them the table he had just been sitting at. "It's no problem at all, really," he told them as he led the way to the table. "It seems that the man I was supposed to meet has yet to arrive. Please, feel free to sit here. I haven't a clue when he will be arriving and I wouldn't want anyone to be miss out on a lovely lunch because of me." He pulled out a seat for the woman to sit. She thanked him as he grabbed his water glass off the table. The couple thanked him for the table as he bid them a good day and looked to relocate where he would sit or stand now in the cafe.

He spotted a young redheaded woman standing by the large windows on the exterior wall of the cafe. William made his way across the cozy cafe, which really didn't require many footsteps, water in one hand and hat in the other. He gave a nod of the head to the woman, who he noticed was significantly smaller than him. "Do you mind if I join you?" he asked.

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The way Abia described the scenery and how she felt reminded Daisy of one of her favorite childhood memories. It was actually the first time she remembered crossing the ocean herself as a child. It had been a longer journey than the one she was on right now. She was heading from England to India traveling from the Atlantic to the Indian Ocean. For a little girl about five, the ocean looked too big to be real and she had been awestruck. It had been a cool autumn day and the ship she was on rocked back and forth a lot. She didn't get to see much of the Atlantic ocean because of the wave conditions. It was a completely different story when they got to the Mediterranean Sea. She never saw water so blue before, especially getting closer to the Suez Canal, a site she found fascinating.

Smiling at her roommate, she replied, "Yes the ocean never ceases to amaze me. You definitely want to soak it in because it's something you'll never forget. Wait until we get to Ireland, the cliffs are definitely incredible. Even though I've traveled many times in my life, this will be my first time crossing the Atlantic to America. I know I am looking forward to seeing New York City. I can't wait to see the Statue of Liberty! When I bought my ticket for this ship, I wanted to make sure I learned as much as I could about America. What are you looking forward to the most about America?"

Daisy would have kept on talking but she wanted to give the other young woman a chance. She remembered how Violet once commented on her gregarious nature.

"I swear Daisy, you could out talk a politician." she had said.

It earned a laugh out of Daisy and replied it was probably true. Over the years she had worked on it. She had gotten better, but than her husband died and the young widow found herself falling back into a few bad habits and talking too much was one of them. It was mostly due to the fact that talking was a distraction of thinking and her mind tended to dwell on the past too much and it hurt too much to remember at times. She was slowly changing back to her original more happy self, but she knew she would never completely get over the deaths of her late husband and father. Hopefully America would provide enough of a distraction for her to figure out exactly what she wanted to do with her life besides writing.

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Abia listened as Daisy spoke, glad to find that she was not the only one entranced by the ocean. It was a wondrous sight and one she believed was wasted by those who ignored it as they strolled about. The young woman was equally as interested in what grand tales and knowledge Daisy might hold in her head from her times abroad. Now was likely not the time to ask, as the two women had only met yesterday, but in a few days she would perhaps ask the other woman of where she'd gone to and seen during her travels. Having always been in landlocked towns across England, Abia couldn't help her curiosity. Fortunately for her, it seemed that it would be partially appeased when the ship stopped to pick up its passengers in Ireland.

Daisy then began to speak of America, which was of course another curiosity. "What are you looking forward to the most about America?" she asked. To this, Abia's immediate answer would have been the prospect of meeting her mother. However, she was hesitant to tell her roommate this. It was very personal to her, something she'd dreamed of since she was a little girl. She decided that she would tell Daisy at another point in time.

"I'm terribly indecisive," she told the other woman with a small grin. "Though I look forward to learning more about America and its culture, the chance to start anew and the prospect of finding love are both very compelling." Abia hoped she didn't sound like too much of a hopeless romantic, but she couldn't help it. She was truly looking forward to a new life and the possibility of finding love as much as she was finding her mother.