fh_trips | The Crown Princess - Monday [Ship/Princess Cays, Bahamas]

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spring break 2009: crown princess cruise

The Crown Princess - Monday [Ship/Princess Cays, Bahamas]

Early in the morning, the cruise director came over the loudspeaker announcing the port of the day and some on-boat activities of interest. Those paying attention would learn that from 9am until 5pm, the Crown Princess would be docked in the lovely Princess Cays, Bahamas where guests were welcome to participate in glass-bottom boat, snorkeling, or beach excursions for a portion of the day. Adults were encouraged toward the Sanctuary on the Sun Deck for a more private way to relax away from the teens.

[OOC: The Princess Bridge Cam is fantastic. Cabins Post | Star Deck | Sun Deck | Promenade Deck | Cays Cruise | Snorkeling | Beach]

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"You're saving us all from your pasty white skin, aren't you?" Hannibal asked, standing a bit of a distance away from Chuck to avoid dripping water on him even as he was drying off with a towel.

"You love looking at my pasty white skin, don't lie," Chuck said, smirking.

"It's blinding me," Hannibal said, deadpan. "I think I've lost the ability to see clearly. Now, how will I romance all the pretty people here?"

"You can use your blindness as a sob story to attract women," he said. "Say you went blind saving orphans from a burning building or something."

"Either you're well read or you've used that before," he said, snickering. "I don't see you as needing an excuse to romance women, though."

"I don't," Chuck said. "But I don't really have to use too much romance to convince someone to be with me."

Save for one case and at the thought of that Chuck sat up a little and lifted up his sunglasses to see if Blair was on the beach yet. He was supposed to be practically stalking her this week.

By her request, of course.

"Uh huh." Hannibal followed his gaze and smirked. "You're a liar."

Chuck frowned slightly. "And what is it that I'm lying about?"

"You might not have to use too much romance," he clarified, "but I think you like to, sometimes. Wine and dine some girl just because you can. Like you're some classic movie star, complete with snazzy scarf."

"Please," Chuck said, rolling his eyes. "That would insinuate that I've met someone worth putting that kind of time and effort into."

Hannibal smirked and said, "What, you don't wanna wine and dine me? Fuck you, then bastard. I'm totally worth it."

And he had to add the requisite hair flip even if he had short hair.

"I think we've gone past the stage where I need to romance you to get you into bed," Chuck said, smirking. "Speaking of which, who are you rooming with?"

"Francine," he said. "Also speaking of which, I'm going to have to crush the cookies you slept with. She told me about your brownie party, I tried teasing that maybe she'd get to make you breakfast and I think she was actually thinking of doing it."

Chuck laughed. "I think she still thinks that was oregano I gave her to put in those brownies."

"She said you were the first boy's room she slept in," Hannibal told him. "And wondered if she'd have to make you more brownies here. She was concerned because she didn't see a kitchen or an oven."

"She's a little too naive for her own good," Chuck said, leaning back onto his towel again. "She also thinks I'm amazing and I'd be stupid not to take advantage of that."

"Well, she's completely ready to make you breakfast," he said and laughed. "I was trying to make her blush just with the thought and she was doing up a menu."

Chuck smirked. "I'm sure you'll be able to charm her into making you food if you tried."

"I don't need her to make me food," he said. "I can go get some other people to make me food. It's their job and not hers. Who're you shacked up with?"

"Blair," Chuck replied. "That was a surprise."

"Blair, your friend from home?" Hannibal asked. "Aww, bonding times!"

"She banned girls from our room," Chuck said. "She said she'd set them on fire."

"Fierce," he said and smirked. "How's she gonna know if you have girls in there or not?"

"Because she's Blair and she can just tell," he said. He smirked. "She banned you too."

"She...seriously?" he asked, amused. "I don't even know her."

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