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

[maximoff_girl]

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.]

Comments

... GDI that instant when I remembered what Lee is referring to

[enchantressofore]

I still shouldn' 'ave... An' now s'gone, forever.

[Give her a moment, she's frustrated because her glass is empty.]

... In blazes 're you still 'ere for? You should go out 'n dance. I m'just a bloody miserable drunk righ' now, canno' be good company righ' now...

lol the hotsprings part?

[niceguypose]

I am not put off by your company, Adela-san! It is an opportunity to get to know you better. And I have already done my share of dancing.

You know that's not what I mean Gore =| With Lee sadfacing

[enchantressofore]

You know m'bad enough to lose my sword, the blazes else 're you expectin' to learn?

I wasn't sure if it was the sadfacing or retrospectively realizing the hot springs part!

[niceguypose]

Ah... I don't know. But you can tell me whatever you would like!

Aah... Forgive my dumb then?

[enchantressofore]

Got nothin' more t'say. Jus' that it was the first sword I ever forged... It was mine... An' I let that go and happen...

[Adela groans pitifully then, completely slumped against the table before she moves to rest her head on her arms.]

Was the only thing from 'ome I 'ad left...

No worries! I felt dumb myself

[niceguypose]

Really? You have no other keepsakes?

[enchantressofore]

I do no'. It was more impor'ant then words coul' measure...

[niceguypose]

That may be so.... but as Gai-Sensei would say...

[He goes in an attempt at a gruffer voice.]

To lose a valuable object is one of the bittersweet feelings of youth! But remember... They are still just objects, and they are secondary to one's life! Remember that you're still alive and think of all the people you have been able to help regardless. And be sure to also remember... the emotions that the object stood for can still live on!

[He gives her a thumbs up.]

[enchantressofore]

... I was no' jus' an object.

[What in blazes is he babbling about? She doesn't know, she doesn't really care either.]

Was too impor'ant to lose... But I lost it...

[She shakes her head, shakily trying to get to her feet even if she's clearly unsteady on them.]

[niceguypose]

But... You have retained your life!

[He looks towards her in concern as she gets up - ready to help if she needs it.]

Are you alright?

[enchantressofore]

So wha'? Lost the only link I 'ad to 'ome. An' I can walk jus' fine--

[No she can't, she's losing her balance the instant she's out of the booth.]

[niceguypose]

[And he swoops over like a falcon with a bowlcut, to get to her side as soon as possible - to get a grip and gently nudge her into a balanced standing position.]

Your still have your memories and what you feel in your heart.

[enchantressofore]

Still... Still failed 'im. Uncle. I coul' no' protect the sword 'e 'elped me forge...

[She sighs, not even bothering to try and push Lee off of her as she just hangs her head. It's one thing to fail at a technique, or not be able to keep up with some harsh new training, but this was... This was entirely her fault.]

[niceguypose]

Is that what you think he would feel about the matter?

[He keeps a grip on her shoulder just to make sure she's supported, although he's not sure where she intends to go.]

[enchantressofore]

... No... He woul'... Smile... Say it s'ok...

[She leans a bit more on Lee then, sighing after she speaks before mumbling something else.]

I wan' to go 'ome...

[niceguypose]

[He wants to agree with her, and to say that he wants to go home, too. But it's not so simple.

How could home still be home without Neji?]

You should heed what he would say, in that case.

[And then he starts to quietly walk with her.]

I am sorry, but the closest I can manage is returning you to your residence here.

[enchantressofore]

... Ice buildin', fourth floor... Room sixteen. [She mumbles softly, though whether or not Lee can hear her over the music is debatable.]

'e woul'... Understan'... Wish 'e was 'ere...

[niceguypose]

[He can barely make it out.]</small. Can you please repeat that, slightly louder?

[enchantressofore]

I said... Ice buidin', fourth floor, room sixteen.

[She has to focus to get it all out again, at least clearly.]

[niceguypose]

Ah... That time, I heard it loud and clear! [He gives a salute with his free hand in recognition. And with his other hand, he keeps a hold on her while guiding her towards the exit, avoiding the sea of people.]

I shall commit it to my memory!

[wipesfaith]

[Jean had been eyeing the door, feeling like it was about time he made his own exit, when he spots the familiar redhead stumbling alongside bushybrows over there. When he'd seen her not too long ago, she wasn't looking so hot, so honestly, he's not surprised to see that somebody decided she was done for the night. He slips off the bar stool and heads over to intercept the pair.]

Let me guess, she was making an idiot of herself. [See, Adela, this is how friendship works.]

[enchantressofore]

I was no', arse... [Who said that anyway? Not that she cared, but maybe she did a little. It irritated her that someone was calling her an idiot.]

[niceguypose]

[He looks over towards the approaching Jean and shakes his head defensively.]

Ah... She is quite intelligent! But she seems to be very tired.

[wipesfaith]

[There's a lot he could return Adela's comment with, but he'll be nice and let it go. Today has apparently been rough on her - he's not going to pick on her too.]

If by "tired" you mean drunk off her ass, then yeah, I'd have to agree with you. You helping her home?

[enchantressofore]

[She slumps a bit, not able to find the words or the will to disagree. She knows she's drunk, and she has to look pretty pathetic. She doesn't care though, she wanted to do this to herself, so who's got the right to say anything about it?]

No one, tha's who...