Unforgettable Voyage (Titanic Roleplay, Accepting!)

[-Luna-]

Alana sat down at the table and spooned herself some soup.

[mywashingtonromance]

Gerard, still standing in the hall, which was clearing out sighed. Call me crazy, but I'd rather swim to America, or stay in Scotland. he thought with a frown.

(Gah, I need a kid or some dainty lady to scare *Head desks*)

[-Luna-]

(what class?)

[Amitta]

Ryland looked across the room. His mind was somewhere else,yet somehow most of the other third class passengers were laughing and having a good time. He just couldn't understand why he wasn't. His eyes caught Alana yet they sifted back to his smal bowl of soup that had been served to most of the others.

Sarah followed his gaze and snickered quietly yet seemed to stop herself in fear of looking stupid to her fellow passengers. It made her want to laugh more. When had she cared? Most of the time she was the one getting in fights when they weren't supposed to happen.

Sarah is somewhat of a dainty lady... I can have her walk in the halls if that's what is needed.

[mywashingtonromance]

(1-3. But really, anyone to scare, that's scarable XD)
Gerard frowned a bit more. Blinking his hazel eyes he looked around.

[Amitta]

Sarah felt her face redden as she stood up and glanced to her brother. "I'm going to go freshen up." It felt odd to even tell him but he had to know where she was going. With quick foot steps she started to walk down the halls,shivering as if there was no heat.

[mywashingtonromance]

Gerard saw a women, shivering down the halls. "Are you cold?" he asked, looking at her with wide eyes.

[Amitta]

"No...I'm fine." Her breath seemed caught in her throat though. It was almost like the times when the horse came up from behind her on her family's famr and spoked her yet this seemed to freak her out more. "Thank-you for offering though."

[-Luna-]

She looked at Ryland as she ate her soup.

[mywashingtonromance]

"Because I heard this disease goes around boats like this where you feel freezing, but have an extremely high temprature. It can kill you in a day, easily." Gerard said, looking at Sarah.