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

[notyourutopian]

Probably. [A hesitant pause.] I wonder what would happen when that changes.

[whiskytraitorfirefight]

[It's something she's thought about. From the guide, it sounds like something similar happened before, yet no one seemed to learn anything. It could be bearable or it could be a catastrophe.

When Ginia answers, she veers toward honesty.]

It depends on how long it lasts and what people do. If people begin storing food and growing food, a food shortage could be manageable. There are animals in the woods to hunt too and plenty of water.

[notyourutopian]

That's...very optimistic, I think.

[whiskytraitorfirefight]

I try to be. But actual reality, who knows. Hope for the best, prepare for the worst.

[What if the river dried up and a drought killed the crops? What if the stores of food were shifted out of the village? What if a horde of flesh-eating zombies were dropped into the village and a good portion of the villagers infected? There were so many ways things could go wrong.]

[notyourutopian]

[Eleanor smiles thinly.]

Prepare for the worst. That I can get behind.

[whiskytraitorfirefight]

[Something more of them should get behind, Ginia thinks. She returns the smile.]

What's your name? I'm Ginia.

[notyourutopian]

Eleanor. [She gives a little bob of her head.] Eleanor Lamb.

It's nice to meet you, Ginia.

[whiskytraitorfirefight]

It's nice to meet you as well.

[Her attention turns toward the end of the bar as some people take a seat at the end of the bar.]

I'm going to have to check on everyone else. Anything else I can get you before I go?

[notyourutopian]

[The teen thinks it over for a minute, then smiles sheepishly.]

Another glass of water?

[whiskytraitorfirefight]

[One glass of ice water coming right up.]

Enjoy the night, all right?