lucetilogs | and the bass keeps runnin runnin

Who: Anyone who heard the announcement, caught a flier in the plaza, of heard by word of mouth. Everyone's welcome!
What: A rave! Well, "rave." Luceti makes everything a little different.
When: June 21st, nightfall to early morning
Where: the beach near Adele's house
Summary: It's the first day of summer! This calls for bonfires, naturally, but why not spice it up with loud music, flashing lights, drinks, dancing, and a conspicuous lack of curfew?
Rating: PG to PG-13, please move anything steamier to appointments ~~or Adele will take the hose to you~~

Getting all the firewood, food, and drink out to the beach had been, honestly, the hardest part of preparation. Whatever else one might say about running things on magic, it certainly did cut down on the trouble of constructing edifices and machines to run the entertainment side of a party. As it stands, the setup is labour-intensive but otherwise minimal, and there's not much to do by sunset. Escape the house before Max and Zevran, the culture-displaced madmen, can put any more eyeliner on him. Arrive at the beach. Light the bonfires. Make sure the bonfire-cooking-compliant food is set out. Put up a table loaded with bottles, cups, ice, and permanent markers. Thank the resident doctor and quartermaster once more. Plug in the stereo system.

The speakers and light show have been with him since he left his house, in the form of the resident god of mischief, and they confer over sheets of paper with track names and times written on them for a little while just before the start. That's the last of it, and by the time the sky above the mountains is beginning to darken into twilight, the first thumping, trilling strains of dance music begin to echo out across the sand.

It's the shortest night of the year. Best make every second last.

[OOC: Feel free to post your character for mingling, since this entire event is very free-form anyway. For everyone's enjoyment there is a drinks table, food, several bonfires, the ocean (lifeguards not on duty, splash drunkenly at your own risk), and of course a dancing area with lights and music. Music will probably be primarily EDM with a heavy bass line, but occasionally wander into the territories of electro-swing and the like to give even less modern partygoers a chance to show off. The light show as well will stray out of the typical at times, with the expected abstract wheeling and flashing lights giving way to more complicated illusions. Don't be surprised to find yourself and your fellows occasionally dancing in a forest glen or a Rivendell look-alike for a few minutes at a time. Loki is working the tech booth, after all.

The party will go as long as people stay and are enjoying themselves, so have fun and tag around!]

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[Stunning didn't even cut it for how the two of them looked, Eugene at once impressed, intimidated, and thrilled to see them. For a little while he watches from afar, taking a brief break from the dancing and music to relax his leg and enjoy the beach. They stuck out from the crowd not because of being out of place, but because they matched it well.

Or, Natasha did. Bucky was... he'd take some work. Potential was there.

But, no need to continue being a wallflower, he pushed off and meandered his way back into the crowd, moving toward Bucky because at least he wouldn't look as awkward beside him. Then he made his way between them-- mainly facing but not favoring one more than the other, and asked...]

Fashionably late?

Hey. There's the birthday boy.

[She smiles brightly and holds out a hand to him when he joins them, tugging him in to dance with them. Bucky was still getting the hang of things, but he was doing surprisingly well for someone whose last dance scene had been in the 1940's. She leaned in, dropping a quick peck on Eugene's cheek.]

Happy birthday. And we're always fashionable. Even if Bucky doesn't believe me, after I forced him into eyeliner.

One of two birthday boys, don't forget Max.

[He had to correct while he sipped his own rune-addled drink, glancing over toward Bucky once Natasha made mention of him. He gave an appraising look as he watched him move, frowning in an impressed sort of way before glancing back at Natasha, pointing at the object of his scrutiny]

Not bad. Where'd you pick this guy up?

She found me in a cardboard box on the side of the street. Couldn't resist.

[Bucky slips into the conversation easily, reaching out to clap Eugene on the shoulder.] Happy Birthday, man. Got you a present but I figured I'd drop it off tomorrow, considering.

I missed the fact that it's Max's. [Natasha grins at that, making note of it.] I'll have to wish him one as well.

[She just laughed at their exchange, reaching up to tweak at the persistent curl that was determined to keep falling down at the center of Bucky's brow.] Well, the comparison's a good one. Who could?

Technically mine was back on the 21st, but I'm willing to accept congratulations with interest.

[But in reality it worked out best like this. Max's birthday was the actual one on this day, but combining one into two and a solstice seemed like a lot more fun than separately.

Sort of how Bucky and Natasha were fun apart, but even moreso together. Grinning at them both, he jerked his head in the direction of the rest of the gyrating folk, raising both brows, suggestive in a familiar, friendly way]

Wanna make Jack jealous?

[He has no idea who Max is, but he figures they'll run into him later.

He glances at Natasha at the question, then turns back to Eugene with a grin.]

Absolutely.

Sneaky, trying to collect interest on us. [She laughs at the expression he gives them, meeting Bucky's gaze for a moment before letting it flick back to Eugene, filled with mischief.]

I'm always up for that. What are you going to do if he decides to make you jealous back?

[Still, she tugged him closer to come dance with her and Bucky, adjusting easily to the addition of a third person.]

Make him jealous more. There's always more that can be done, I won't be beaten out on my birthday.

[With a wink he reached for Bucky and Natasha's hands, pleased to note he would at least be stylish in his first move. Besides, it would be very nice to be pressed between two very pretty people, even if that descriptor may not be as socially acceptable toward Bucky as it was in his head.]

Kind of wanna see what he does, anyway.

[Bucky raises an eyebrow at that. Jack and Eugene have a pretty interesting relationship, not that he's really one to talk, considering who he's dating and what they get up to.

He lets Eugene pull them back into the thick of it, fitting in between them. He has to lean in close to Eugene's ear just to be heard over the music.]

Think he'll stage a daring rescue?

He can try.

[There's a smirk gracing Natasha's lips, her fingers lightly twined with Eugene's as she helps tug him between them. She snakes one arm around his waist, giving Bucky a bemused look when he seems a little surprised by the Eugene's comment.]

Besides, everyone's entitled to a little fun on their birthday.

I hope so.

[Time for some glowsticks, and he turned to begin to move them toward where they could acquire some. Finding two necklaces, he tugged each of them closer while he settled it over their heads-- a needlessly dramatic moment, but he was trying to draw attention to them. All part of his master plan. And even if Jack didn't notice, he'd get a few nice grinds in against some very lovely people.]

and the bass keeps runnin runnin

both, also!

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