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

[tryit]

It's like you're from the Dark Ages or something. [But she says it with a smile, clearly teasing.] What did you do for fun?

[markofthebrave]

[She shrugs a little; she's used to this.] In the South Pole? Not much, for a long time. But when we were little we used to go penguin sledding.

[tryit]

...please tell me that that's exactly as it sounds.

[markofthebrave]

If it sounds like climbing on a penguins back and going down huge hills and into tunnels of ice? Then yes, that's exactly how it sounds.

[tryit]

You know, I never considered that a possibility. We usually just use molded plastic back home.

[markofthebrave]

We don't exactly have plastic at the South Pole either.

[tryit]

...right. Arriving here must have been a total shock.

[markofthebrave]

Actually, getting electricity -- that was the real shock.

[No pun intended. Mostly.]

[tryit]

[Mostly. At least she manages to resist throwing in a bahdum tish.]

Hah. I bet.