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

[maximoff_girl]

... I will help you up if you promise not to pull me down too. [She shakes her head bemused.] ... I will never understand why you would cover up such wonderful eyes. ... I mean, I get it for Scott. For him, it makes sense. But for you?

[cajunspice]

I ain't doin' it to hide my mutation, chere. [This time. It does help to keep his eyes covered in some situations.] Goes with the outfit, 'nd while most the place goin' to be dark in there for me, hopefully stop any of the lights blindin' me as they move 'bout.

[maximoff_girl]

Ooohhhhhh. I didn't even think of that. [You don't think of a lot of things, Wanda.]

Sorry. I really wanted the spot lights, but-- I didn't even consider how it would be for people like you.

[cajunspice]

Well, good thing I be prepared then. [Remy tapped the side of his glasses.]

Don't worry 'bout it Wands, wouldn't be a night club without this kind of lightin'.

[maximoff_girl]

I don't think I knew that you were... a "club" person. You like dancing...?

[cajunspice]

Depends who I be dancin' with, Wands. And I be a 'plenty of places' person, all depends on the job.

[maximoff_girl]

... What job is this? And who are you planning on dancing with? [Interested in her, uh, friend's(???) life!]

[cajunspice]

[Shaking his head as he gave a light laugh, Remy pulled a smoke from inside the carton in his coat, lighting it once it was between his lips. Seems he might be here longer than planned.]

This ain't a job, just some fun. As for dancin', 'nyone who's interested. [Tapping his sunglasses down, Remy looked over the top at her.] Quoi, should I save one for ya?

[maximoff_girl]

Yes, please. ... I want to dance all evening, whenever I'm not working. Oh. [She raises a finger, his cigarette going blue and glowy for just a second before flopping over limp, and wet, like a noodle.]

And there's no smoking. ... Sorry.

[cajunspice]

[That however, he didn't appreciate.]

Ya know, I could had smoked that before I got in there. [Throwing a charge into the cigarette, Remy turned his head enough to spit the useless stick into the snow, letting it POP out in a flash.]

Don't worry chere, I'll save ya one, or a couple.

[maximoff_girl]

... and I could have put it back the way it was. [She smirks, a little more playfully than usual. She likes having a chance to use her powers, sorry Rems!]

... Be sure to look for me. Don't forget.

[cajunspice]

Cross my crooked heart, chere. [Remy even does the motion, drawing an invisible X over his chest.]

Will see ya inside later then, non?

[maximoff_girl]

... Oui. [See? She can be taught!]

[cajunspice]

[Offering her a wink before spilling his glasses back up, Remy stepped past Wanda and into the club.]