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		<title>Varnani at 14:41, 18 August 2014</title>
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				&lt;td colspan='2' style=&quot;background-color: white; color:black; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;← Older revision&lt;/td&gt;
				&lt;td colspan='2' style=&quot;background-color: white; color:black; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Revision as of 14:41, 18 August 2014&lt;/td&gt;
				&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan=&quot;2&quot; class=&quot;diff-lineno&quot; id=&quot;mw-diff-left-l23&quot; &gt;Line 23:&lt;/td&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f9f9f9; color: #333333; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #e6e6e6; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Part of her must have been crazy for going here. But it's true... if Lute really is planning on something, somebody ought to stop him.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Still, to think she would willingly step on a boat. This far out at sea.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;The teenage girl walks /far/ away from the railing as she heads out on deck, a non-alcoholic drink in hand as she walks. The sea really smells salty, doesn't it? And the vibrations through the deck... this place is filled with people. Oh well, at least part of the ship is made of metal, so it could be worse. If something happens, then she isn't completely helpless. Unless the freaking thing sinks.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;When she does hear somebody speak up, she does head over in that direction. Even if it is Lute. &amp;quot;So... just how many things have showed up to this thing so far?&amp;quot; she asks of Lute, then blinks. Fayt is here too? Rosa said she would be here too. Oh, there's Yuna too. &amp;quot;At least there's some Unionites...&amp;quot; she mutters to herself.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f9f9f9; color: #333333; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #e6e6e6; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;:'''{{#var:20|Toph Beifong (20)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Part of her must have been crazy for going here. But it's true... if Lute really is planning on something, somebody ought to stop him.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Still, to think she would willingly step on a boat. This far out at sea.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;The teenage girl walks /far/ away from the railing as she heads out on deck, a non-alcoholic drink in hand as she walks. The sea really smells salty, doesn't it? And the vibrations through the deck... this place is filled with people. Oh well, at least part of the ship is made of metal, so it could be worse. If something happens, then she isn't completely helpless. Unless the freaking thing sinks.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;When she does hear somebody speak up, she does head over in that direction. Even if it is Lute. &amp;quot;So... just how many things have showed up to this thing so far?&amp;quot; she asks of Lute, then blinks. Fayt is here too? Rosa said she would be here too. Oh, there's Yuna too. &amp;quot;At least there's some Unionites...&amp;quot; she mutters to herself.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f9f9f9; color: #333333; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #e6e6e6; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f9f9f9; color: #333333; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #e6e6e6; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;−&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;color:black; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #ffe49c; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;:'''{{#var:495|Riva Banari (495)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;After Riva sent in her last few reports, she was told to take a break before she overworked herself to death. Again. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;After poking at a few things, she got word about this cruise. Despite it being hosted by some guy who is apparently full of shenanigans, Riva decided to go check it out. Either it's legit and she gets to take a day off, or he's running a scam and she gets to help shut it down. Win-win, really. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;A FEW MINUTES AGO:&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;quot;SS Titanic? Really?&amp;quot; Riva said to herself, making her best &lt;del class=&quot;diffchange diffchange-inline&quot;&gt;:| &lt;/del&gt;expression. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;A FEW MINUTES LATER: &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Right now, Riva is really hoping for legit, because she's also drinking a mojito while picking up some things from the buffet. She's not in swimwear yet, but she is in casual clothing of a black T-shirt (with Steam logo) and slacks, and a black coat. She looks over those who have arrived on the ship and rubs her chin, humming. &amp;quot;This is going to be an interesting cruise.&amp;quot; She says to no one in particular. She starts by walking over towards Lute. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;quot;So, it's the man of the hour.&amp;quot; Riva smiles, glancing over him for a moment. The red R doesn't mean anything to her, she's from out of universe. Instead, she arches an eyebrow. &amp;quot;You really went all out today, didn't you, Mr. Trieste? What's the occasion?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;+&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;color:black; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #a3d3ff; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;:'''{{#var:495|Riva Banari (495)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;After Riva sent in her last few reports, she was told to take a break before she overworked herself to death. Again. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;After poking at a few things, she got word about this cruise. Despite it being hosted by some guy who is apparently full of shenanigans, Riva decided to go check it out. Either it's legit and she gets to take a day off, or he's running a scam and she gets to help shut it down. Win-win, really. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;A FEW MINUTES AGO:&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;quot;SS Titanic? Really?&amp;quot; Riva said to herself, making her best expression. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;A FEW MINUTES LATER: &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;Right now, Riva is really hoping for legit, because she's also drinking a mojito while picking up some things from the buffet. She's not in swimwear yet, but she is in casual clothing of a black T-shirt (with Steam logo) and slacks, and a black coat. She looks over those who have arrived on the ship and rubs her chin, humming. &amp;quot;This is going to be an interesting cruise.&amp;quot; She says to no one in particular. She starts by walking over towards Lute. &amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;quot;So, it's the man of the hour.&amp;quot; Riva smiles, glancing over him for a moment. The red R doesn't mean anything to her, she's from out of universe. Instead, she arches an eyebrow. &amp;quot;You really went all out today, didn't you, Mr. Trieste? What's the occasion?&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f9f9f9; color: #333333; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #e6e6e6; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f9f9f9; color: #333333; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #e6e6e6; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f9f9f9; color: #333333; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #e6e6e6; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;:'''{{#var:183|Mizuki (183)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Mizuki... allows the kiss of the hand, albeit with a fairly noticeable arch of her eyebrow. She seems more amused than anything by it, though, grinning the slightest little bit when his eyes raise to meet hers again. &amp;quot;A gentleman, hmm~?&amp;quot; She giggles faintly. &amp;quot;Well, how refreshing.&amp;quot; He's... totally kidding himself if he thinks she doesn't notice him giving people looks, but she lets it slide. For now.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Noticing Toph, Rosamarie, and Yuna now, she gives each of them a wave and a polite bow of the head. Her non-verbal way of communicating familiarity.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background-color: #f9f9f9; color: #333333; font-size: 88%; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px 1px 1px 4px; border-radius: 0.33em; border-color: #e6e6e6; vertical-align: top; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;:'''{{#var:183|Mizuki (183)}} has posed:'''&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;lt;span&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/span&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Mizuki... allows the kiss of the hand, albeit with a fairly noticeable arch of her eyebrow. She seems more amused than anything by it, though, grinning the slightest little bit when his eyes raise to meet hers again. &amp;quot;A gentleman, hmm~?&amp;quot; She giggles faintly. &amp;quot;Well, how refreshing.&amp;quot; He's... totally kidding himself if he thinks she doesn't notice him giving people looks, but she lets it slide. For now.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;nbsp;Noticing Toph, Rosamarie, and Yuna now, she gives each of them a wave and a polite bow of the head. Her non-verbal way of communicating familiarity.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt; &amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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