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Jack Holden ([personal profile] 250mhzwabl) wrote in [community profile] lucetilogs2013-06-21 02:02 pm

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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[personal profile] universal_charm 2013-06-24 02:03 am (UTC)(link)

He laughed and suddenly opened his arms and swept her into a hug.

"This means trouble, does it?" he asked her, squeezing. "I don't think I've been living up to that middle name then!"

fleurdesel: left, smirk, sarcastic, confused, angry (I don't know about that.)

[personal profile] fleurdesel 2013-06-24 02:05 am (UTC)(link)
"Kirk, no-" And she's pulled in all the same without too much more than a token complaint. She begrudgingly patted his back once she was stable again. yes she had been drinking. No she wasn't so outside her mind that she would allow this to linger.

"No. No you are not allowed to make trouble on my lawn. I will kick you off my lawn. I will go back to the house and get my saber and kick you into the ocean if I must."
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[personal profile] universal_charm 2013-06-25 03:59 am (UTC)(link)

Hey, getting her to pat his back was a win in his book. Bones probably would have hypo'd him by now, or punched him (but probably hypo'd, the man was a ninja with that thing). He shook his head at her warning and planted a kiss on her cheek.

"I promise to be good tonight!" he called over the music and then took her hand, grinning. "Come on, dance to seal the deal?"

fleurdesel: right, confused, sarcastic (This is my innocent face)

[personal profile] fleurdesel 2013-06-27 06:42 pm (UTC)(link)
Okay, the kiss earned him a pinch. A smirking, grumbling pinch because he is almost two decades younger than her and she is sort of but not quite taken in some manner or another that she's not really thinking about at the moment. "That depends upon the dance! Dammit, Jim-"

And that's as far as she gets before he has her hand.
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[personal profile] universal_charm 2013-06-29 03:52 am (UTC)(link)

He whirled her into the throng of people, laughing, ignoring the pinch to his arm and instead shaking his hips and waving his arms in time to the music bare inches from her, bobbing his head, flashing his infectious smile to get her to join in.

fleurdesel: left, smile, smirk, sarcastic (but I don't agree)

[personal profile] fleurdesel 2013-06-30 11:02 pm (UTC)(link)
Whatever kind of dancing that was- it wasn't. Or rather it wasn't any she knew and the way back to the drinks table was swallowed up in short order so her options were grin and play along or force her way through. She'd be trampled if she tried. With less flailing and more exasperated grumbling she set about her own manner of hip shaking and sandy undulation.
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[personal profile] universal_charm 2013-07-02 02:00 am (UTC)(link)

He watched her, laughing through the sound of the rave. She was doing her best, but he could see this wasn't her thing. He finally took pity on her and reached out, wrapping his arms around her waist and tugging her close so they began a slower, hip bopping dance to the rhythm, his glowing necklace swaying between them, casting interesting shadows against the lights of the rave bouncing around.

"Come on! You aren't so old you can't hear and feel the music yet!" he called.

fleurdesel: center, serious (tense)

[personal profile] fleurdesel 2013-07-02 04:05 am (UTC)(link)
"Give me latin ballroom over this mess any day." She grumbled and adjusted to follow Kirk's lead as he pulled her in, at least for as long as she could stand. He wasn't a poor dancer by any means he was simply going about it incorrectly. Fed up she set her hands on his hips and ordered. "Look- roll like this on the backstep-"

She demonstrated. "And this on the forward."
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[personal profile] universal_charm 2013-07-02 04:10 am (UTC)(link)

"Hmm, isn't latin ballroom the dances of love?" he asked her cheekily as he followed her lead, resting his hands on her shoulders, clearly not minding that for the moment he was in the female position. "If only I had a rose between my teeth, this would be perfect."

fleurdesel: left, smile, smirk, flirty, serious, sarcastic (I see your mouth moving...)

[personal profile] fleurdesel 2013-07-02 04:20 am (UTC)(link)
"That would be a tango and the posture for that is..." Rather than explain she shifted how she stood and drew Kirk up close, one hand in the small of his back, the other curled in his and extended. "This."

She doesn't think twice about manhandling him into position, nor does she think much of making herself the lead.