lucetilogs | Nobody cares if you can't dance well. Just get up and dance.

Nobody cares if you can't dance well. Just get up and dance.

Who: Wanda Maxiomff, Kate Bishop, + Anyone who wants to show up
What: Club HQ's grand opening
When: January 31st
Where: HQ (Across the road from house 14)
Summary: Kate and Wanda finally unveil their Nightclub.
Rating: PG to PG-13.

[After a lot of preparation, opening night for Luceti's newest club is finally here. The music is loud and insistent, the kind where you have to shout a bit to be heard above the noise. Flashing, moving lights above reveal the purple decor, mostly devoid of chairs, and plenty of room to dance. A well stocked bar should be able to provide liquid courage to anyone too nervous to shake there groove-thang sober, while a patio out back affords a space for anyone wanting to have more intimate (or just quieter) interactions. ~~There's also a coat room, for anyone looking for a warmer spot for intimate interactions.~~

The doors open at seven, and will stay open until two am-- plenty of time to drink, dance, talk and generally have a good time. When the DJs aren't spinning, a house mix is put on, so there's never a quiet moment.]

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[Kurt's eyes are widening even more than ever before. And he glances around quickly, as if trying to find a different Billy she could be referring to.]

Kind of... his mom? [The surprise starts to settle as he remembers something.] Oh... you mean, when he changed reality here? You... you were his mom then, right? So that's all that you're... talking about. [She can't actually be Billy's mom, right? She's his age!]

...Right?

Well-- No. I mean-- yes, I was then, too. But he told me that I am... uh, for real. Like--in the world where he came from. [She suddenly wishes she had another drink. Awkwarrrrrd.]

No way. [He gasps.] That's... Wanda, that can't be. You're a mom? [He runs a hand through his hair as he processes this.] To... Billy?

[And his drink is evaporating all too quickly into his mouth.]

Well. Billy and Tommy. ... It's kind of weird, since... here, we're the same age. [Plus: every other reason why it's so goddamn weird.] So... I sort of just think of them as "family."

[She fidgets a bit, awkwardly, Trying not to light up with hex aura.]

I know Billy was trying to... not tell people, for a while. I don't think it's a secret any more, though.

Right...

[He says blankly, as he rubs at his head.]

It sounds like the cat's definitely left the bag. Wait... Tommy, too? You don't mean the guy who looks like Pietro... [And has the same power. Why didn't he guess it sooner?]

Yeah. ... I actually thought he looked like my Father, before I found out his pow...ers.. [Sooo not the point, Wanda.]

Um. ... Strong genetics, I guess.

Your father. Oh yeah... right, him. [Talk about a mood killer.]

I guess so! Man... That really must be weird. [But he finds himself smiling.] But it must feel pretty good too... to find family in unexpected places.

[Like when he found Rogue.]

[She smiles at that. Kurt understands, apparently. ]

... Yeah. Yeah it is-- really weird. I mean-- I'm not anyone's mother. ... But it's really nice having family around, again. And they're both really good guys.

I guess... that's what matters, huh? You're family and you like each other.

Yeah. [Mostly that their family. You can not like each other as much as you want, but that doesn't make you not family, in Wanda's view.]

... Uh. So yeah. ... I figured that's why Billy was willing to dance with me. [Short story long.]

Oh right. [That's what they were talking about in the beginning, wasn't it? It's weird to be back at that subject after all of... that.] I bet he'd want to dance even if you weren't related. Any guy with half a mind would!

... I don't know why they would. ... But it's nice of you to say. [She can't help but notice that he hasn't asked her to dance. ... Is he saying he's got less than half a mind?]

... Can I take your glass back to the bar?

[He holds himself back with guilt. And assuming that Wanda would rather dance with someone else after all the weirdness.]

It's easy to find reasons - you just have to look in a mirror!

[He glances down at his empty glass.]

Um... Thanks, but no need for that! I can bring both our glasses back there and be back here in a flash, after all. [And then his smile fades.] ...Unless you just want to head back to the bar. Whatever you want to do.

[She's confused for a moment, trying to understand before-- oh god was that a complement? No... that can't be it. Could it?]

I... just want to dance. ...And have fun. ... Y'know. Enjoy myself. ... The music. The-- people.

[That totally includes you, Kurt. Though she's not sure how to say that.]

That's what I want, too! So, why don't we just... do that? [He's not sure what he's asking. But maybe this will help Wanda find someone to enjoy herself with.]

Wellll.... [here goes nothing.] If you take our glasses back to the bar... we can both start dancing again, when you get back. [That is about as close as she can manage, in one go.]

Deal! [He says all to eagerly. Followed immediately by a self-aware, sheepish pause. And then he reaches for her glass.]

Don't worry... I'll be back in a flash!

[He'll bamf to the bar and back very quickly - hope he wasn't too careless about putting those glasses down. But he wonders... could she mean, dancing together?]

[She waves the smoke away from the two rapid succession bamfs, but smiles, to show she doesn't mind. Sure, it's not the best smell ever, but she also lived with Toad, so she has perspective.]

... a very smokey flash. ...Effective though. Thank you. Again.

[She totally meant together, though in her mind it's very much a dancing next to, since she's not very good at partner dancing. Not very good at partner dancing, but sort of hoping for, anyway. She'll figure it out.

For now, she just slowly starts up again, her hips popping to the beat, as she starts to get back into the music. She keeps her eyes on Kurt though, instead of closing them, like how she does when she dances alone.

Enjoy your creepy eye contact?]

Sorry - I hope I'm not violating the 'no smoking' policy. [He says with a sarcastic grin. But his face is quickly wiped blank as she starts dancing again.

Whoa... That's radical! His eyes dart around a bit, and it's a bit before he manages to make his eyes stick to eye contact. He bashfully grins at her.]

Now those are moves!

[And he breaks into his own dorky dance.]

[She grins back, fully. It's not often that Wanda smiles this much, or even seems to enjoy herself this entirely. But dancing does the trick. She laughs, happily. Kurt is a dancer, too!]

...So are yours!

Aw, you're just saying that! [He says shyly as he keeps on moving. But he is grinning, having fun. Things have been weird, but this isn't so bad right now. Of course the alcohol probably helps.]

[Alcohol fixes all teenage problems. Or causes them. Same difference, right?]

Nope! Way too many guys are afraid to move at all...! I think they're afraid they'll look-- stupid or something. [She laughs. She's relatively certain all dancing looks stupid, objectively speaking. It's such a weird thing, your body moving in strange ways, twitching about; but it's fun. And it's a fun she actually indulges in.]

[Something like that.]

No way! Why should they be afraid of looking stupid... when they could look stupid! [He tries to evoke the positive slang varient, as he shakes his bony hips. Dancing's always been fun and felt natural. He just loves the flow.]

[She laughs.] ... Yes! ... Exactly!

[Keeping her eyes on him, as she is, she can't help but notice, ]
... Hmm, I-- don't know if you care or not, but-- your tail is showing.

[She hopes he doesn't mind. She'd rather he wasn't wearing the holowatch at all, but that's hardly her call to make.]

My... [He blinks.] My tail? [And he reaches for it and...] Oh no! Mayday, mayday!

[He grabs his tail nervously, looking around in a panic. And then he quickly tries stuffing it down the back of his pants.] No one saw, right?!

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