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Thankfully Jules had come to Jar’s rescue, as it was obvious that he was floundering in his own feelings. [color=6ecff6]“I’m done with the pool. Shall we go find Hunter?”[/color] Julius asked him and Jar looked up from the water with a [color=DarkGray]“Huh? Oh… yeah… I--”[/color] words were escaping him, which was an uncommon occurrence for the musician. [color=DarkGray]“You’ll never guess who else is on this cruise, man.”[/color]

Hunter apparently didn’t need to be found, because he had made his way to the pool just then. [color=007236]“GUYS!”[/color] he said to grab their attention. [color=007236]“Guess what! I heard a rumor that they have other pretty girls away from this pool! Let’s go anywhere else but here!”[/color] Jareth nodded, now [i]that[/i] was a suggestion he could get behind. At the mention of pretty girls, Jar briefly flicked his eyes over to the rocker chick who was checking him out earlier in time to see her exiting the pool. And god [i]damn[/i], did she make an exit look good, swaying her hips before turning and winking while she bit her lip. Was that directed at just him? He couldn’t be totally sure… Not that it mattered, the invitation would be incredibly tempting had he not just run into the [b]only[/b] ex-girlfriend he had.

[color=DarkGray]“You know, I think I might just turn in for the night. I think all of exhaustion from travelling has me hallucinating or something. You guys can hit the upper decks or whatever, I’ll see you in the morning.”[/color] Jar explained to his friends before hopping out of the pool with much less grace than the pretty red-head had. It’s true that he was tired, it was getting pretty late after all, and he [i]hoped[/i] that he was hallucinating, but in reality he just wanted to be alone for a little while.

Jareth arrived at their suite after a few minutes in the elevator. He started with a shower to rinse away the harsh pool chemicals before changing into a Marilyn Manson tank top and black and grey checkered shorts that he’d sleep in. After unpacking his acoustic guitar from it’s case, he headed out onto the balcony with it. His somber mood and the way the moonlight shimmered on the waves might make for an interesting muse. Jar plucked out a [url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=R1HHmawXVTI]wordless tune[/url] in B minor as he stared out into the sea.
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