Who: Jasper and Muse (with a cameo from Aileen!)
Where: VIP Suite 1
When: Around 2am

After leaving Jamie and Brodie, Jasper led Muse out of the depths of the ship, which meant climbing stairs rather than taking the elevators. He wasn't up to testing those out quite yet, preferring to let other passengers make sure they were in complete working order before he climbed aboard one. There were a great number of people on his floor working to clean up-- the pools and the splash park had made quite a mess, and the exercise equipment didn't take well to being flung about-- so he headed up one more floor to Muse's room. With only two VIP Suites on the ship, he figured she was in one of them. "How are your feet?" he asked, holding a hand out to her as they climbed over a fallen chair wedged in the hallway. In his other hand was a bottle of champagne, spared from the wreckage before completely leaving the main floor.

For someone who had just been through massive trauma, Muse was in terribly good shape, really. Okay, her head hurt and every once in a while she felt lightheaded, but it was possible she was running on adrenaline at this point. Probable, actually. She had no problem taking the stairs, never complained or appeared any less bouncy. They had survived! Yay! "They hurt a little, but you're a good nurse." she answered, grinning. "I'll wear shoes for a few days. It'll be fine. How are you?" He looked like he'd fared pretty well, at least.

At her door, Muse didn't have a key - for the simple reason that she would absolutely never remember it. Instead there was a keypad, and she quickly punched in a few numbers before opening the door. "Ta-da!" she said, flicking on a light and taking a good look around. Silks and pillows were in heaps everywhere of the Indian-decor styled room, but nothing appeared broken or dangerous.

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Who: The mildly injured.
When: Around 1 AM
Where: Apollon's Grace
Rating: TBA
Status: In progress

Who: Anyone and everyone in Circean Delight!
When: Starting at the stroke of midnight
Where: Circean Delight

The show had gone very well, and Muse was infinitely pleased. The crowd had been great, and very receptive, and there had even been people standing and dancing. (Muse hated when people sat through concerts. If she wasn't pulling people out of their seats, she didn't feel like she was doing her job properly.) She was happy, and comfortable, and felt like she had done a good job - and looked good doing it. She wore a long, flowing fuchsia dress, decorated with outlines of black flowers, and of course, Muse always performed in bare feet. Perhaps she'd rethink that policy by the end of the night.

"5... 4... 3... 2... 1... Happy New Year!" she lead the countdown, beaming happily as confetti fell from the ceiling and people kissed. She'd been scanning the audience looking for a suitable guy to get a kiss in herself, when there was a horrible rumble, and the floor seemed to fall out from under her feet. She didn't scream, perhaps because she was far too confused to even consider it. She wasn't sure what was happening, but she wasn't on her feet anymore, and - BAM. Her body slammed into a wall and she winced, suddenly feeling extremely light headed...

Who: Jasper and Muse
When: Afternoon
Where: Arete deck

It was quite the busy day for Muse. Already she'd been an accomplice to theft, and breaking and entering, and it wasn't even dinnertime yet! It was all in good fun, though. Maybe she'd give Jamie a round of karma and replace all his underwear with lingerie. If she had the time. The show was tonight! And soon she'd have to settle in for the hours of preparation. She dropped Brodie's key off with Jamie - though she didn't tell him how she got it, the only explanation she was willing to give was that she was magic - and turned to head back to the elevators. As she did, she noticed a rather pretty man walking down the hall and she smiled brightly. "Hello! Happy New Year!"

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