and the bass keeps runnin runnin

[250mhzwabl]

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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[250mhzwabl]

Much as he loves the dancing, socializing, and general frenetic energy, every now and then a drink by the fire is called for. Jack wanders up to flop on the sand and have a beer of his own, and finds his flop-destination decided entirely by the familiar face lit by the flames.

"Hello again." He settles to the sand in a sweaty, boneless, cheery tumble, drink remaining un-spilled through some combination of luck and practise. "Come to make sure the sound isn't breaking anything you just built?"

[rather_be_surfing]

"Hey man," he'll salute Jack with an easy raise of his own bottle, "More like I didn't want to drown in the tidal waves you're causing over here."

His own grin is easy and relaxed.

"Got some good tunes going. Not my usual fair, but the beat's good. How'd you get all the equipment?"

[250mhzwabl]

Derek just gets a raised eyebrow. Swimming after sundown? Well, it probably seems like nothing after fighting vampires.

He looks back at the light show and source of the noise, nodding his head at it in illustration. "That? The iPod I arrived with. When you have two or three important possessions in the world the Malnosso seem to do a good job at reuniting you with them. The stereo I attach it to was a Christmas gift, also from our dear captors. And the sound amplification and light show are being handed via godlike magical powers." He has a sip of his drink, humming. "Which I suppose is sort of cheating, but he's having more fun with it than any subwoofer I ever met."

[rather_be_surfing]

It's awesome, dude. You should try it sometime.

Derek smiles.

"If it ain't broke don't fix it, I guess. I'm surprised Loki agreed. doesn't seem to be something he'd do."

Then again, Derek doesn't know that much about the god other than they eventually get on each other's nerves if they don't watch what they say to each other. Oil and water and all that.

[250mhzwabl]

"Why not? He likes dancing and music. Likes things to keep him from getting bored, you know - a little unpredictable." Jack gives an expressive shrug, turning back to Derek and the fire with a grin of his own. Luceti makes one think about the nature of things, including pagan deities, especially when deities make up a percentage of one's social circle. "Sort of a godly thing to do, isn't it? Show off your flashiest powers, generally have a good time with not a lot of work."

[rather_be_surfing]

"Yeah, I guess so. Only god I was ever familiar with past studying in school was the one that comes with mass, so..." he shrugs, "And he's been absent from the showy things for a while now."

[250mhzwabl]

"That's all right. I'm not that fond of fires and floods anyway." He has another drink, then sighs contentedly, settling back on an elbow and not caring how much the sand sticks to him. It's a great night to be awake through, and that everyone seems to be finding their own way of enjoying it is even better. "Are you more of a nocturnal sort generally, then? Or just for swimming?"

[rather_be_surfing]

"Actually more of a dusk and dawn sort of guy," Derek leans back himself, looking just as comfortable, "But I do actually like the night life, unwanted company not withstanding. And the daytime."

Yeah, this guy probably doesn't sleep a lot. Too much to get into.

[250mhzwabl]

"So . . . you nap, is what you're telling me."

It's half teasing and half honest curiosity, the line between the two ambiguous as Jack is hiding the better part of his smile in his cup.

[rather_be_surfing]

He chuckles. Excellent job of reading between the lines, Jack.

"Yeah, for the most part. I try the real thing every few months or so when I'm on break."

[250mhzwabl]

"On break from . . . what, hobbies?" Jack doesn't know of more than one vampire in the village, and that one is almost criminally non-threatening. As for the construction business, it ends up being fairly obvious when buildings go up. "Or have you managed to find something here approximating actual employment?