All she wanted to do was sleep. Sleep seemed like a viable option right now - back home, she would be fast asleep at that very moment in time and her body didn't pick up on the difference very well. Aoife had been moving all day and the excitement of visiting a new place without the protective watch of her parents was a fine experience but she didn't get a lot of time to sleep. In fact, she fully intended to at that moment; she was alone in the corner and she could curl up and be asleep in seconds.

And then some snobby S-class had to just barge in and ruin her plans. Yawning quietly in frustration, she swept the sleep from her eyes using the heel of her palm before listening in on what he had to say. The first major piece of information was that they were starting a week after everyone else and the second was that this was down to cyber-terrorists. That freaked her a little - was she going to a school that was the target of terrorist groups?

Yawning once more as the older guy departed, she set her cold, blue eyes on the ID cards and slid to her feet. Moving over to where he had magically made them appear, she took hers but not before taking a quick glance over the other ones. The girl with the doll was the only A-class out of all of them and if Aoife was being honest, she wouldn't have been surprised - the girl looked major-class freaky. On the wobbly way back to her seat, she took the opportunity to stretch out and force herself awake before she checked the information on her own ID card. She was B-class, which she was decently proud of. Aoife wasn't from a family with a lot of money so she didn't mind the 15,000 yen. It was a good starting point and she had no doubt that she could win some more later.

In between scanning the card and taking in all the information she could, she looked up to find a boy who was definitely not Japanese, scanning across the room. His gaze also fell on her and she met it willingly, arching a single eyebrow at him as he analysed the students in the room. She didn't like the way he looked at her, or anyone else for that matter but he seemed to be mostly harmless. Aoife could tell that he was from a money background - she didn't know any guys her age who walked around in suits that looked like they could fund most of her university tuition fees. Then again, she didn't have the best eye for suits.

He was intriguing though - he looked to be one of the only westerner on the boat, with another seemingly preoccupied with talking to the girl with prosthetic legs. Plus, it was either that or make some sort of conversation with snuggles and its mistress. Judging that to be a bad idea and reading a book to appear unsociable, she rose to her feet and shakily followed the German out onto the deck. Aoife wasn't purposely avoiding anyone Japanese, it's just that her knowledge of the language was lacking and she felt she would just make a fool of herself if she did try. She didn't actually follow him - she wanted to get a few shots of Yokohama and the vantage point provided a good opportunity. Leaning over the railings at the stern of the ship, she pulled her camera around and lifted it, clicking away a few shots before looking over at him, raising an eyebrow at his little German monologue.

Not wanting to be rude, she turned back around to get some final shots of the city before wheeling the camera around and snapping a few shots of the boat - if anything, it would be a good bragging right to friends back home. She understood a little German from her time at school and although she didn't understand most of what he said, she got the last bit. She knew her German was horrid though so she decided to use English. 'Only bad luck if you believe in that sort of thing...' She answered, a little cryptically as she slid her camera down to her hip again.