Lost in Translation (and F Deck)
Who: Lei and John When: Early evening Where: F Deck, near ...some stairway
It was bound to happen sometime soon. Honestly, it was a big surprise to Lei that she hadn't gotten hopelessly lost sooner than three days into the cruise. Today was the day, however--or rather, the evening, when she decided she was going to venture out of the opulent marble and royal blue of her stateroom without the helpful map.
The last place she remembered being was the shops near the big theater: the first time she'd been there (and proud as hell to have found it on her own), only to realize that none of the staff knew how to sign. This didn't surprise Lei in the slightest (she hadn't really expected it), and thankfully making a simple purchase didn't require much actual communication. Chose item, present item.. pay for said item. Transaction complete.
Only now, she'd taken the wrong stairwell, or gotten off on the wrong deck and didn't realize it until she'd made too many turns. Lei never had a very good sense of direction, and by god if all these hallways didn't look alike.
A sigh of frustration erupted: vibrating a pair of cherry chapstick-coated lips when she noticed the same State Rooms this through that sign she'd passed a half hour ago. Thank god for the bottle of Cherry Propell water she bought--or else, Lei might just die of exhaustion and dehydration, lost on a Cruise ship.
Her free hand drove itself through her hair, splaying jets of black along her cheeks and shoulders as she looked to her right... then her left... then back at the sign. The hand dropped, heavy with surrender to slap at her hip--she decided to go left, and round the corner to yet another angle in the hallway.
BAM
The petite Bostonian suddenly hit a wall--though it wasn't a normal wall... this wall moved when she hit it: she was sure of it.. right before gravity had it's way with her, and a denim-protected tailbone bounced backward on the carpet. Her hair curtained her eyes and swallowed her shoulders, disheveled from impact. A few flyaways were caught in the puff of air that escaped Lei's lips. Dark eyes wandered up to the thing that jumped out at her.