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]

Probably a lot happier than the real world actually is.

[voiceinthedark]

Probably. More heroic backing music and slightly less boredom. You'd be surprised how boring things are a lot of the time.

[tryit]

Not surprised. [She holds up her hands palms out and grins at him.] Life back home isn't always non-stop action. Even in New York.

[voiceinthedark]

Oh man, you mean films and television have lied to me? [He grins back at her.]

[tryit]

What do you think?

[voiceinthedark]

Well, considering according to films and TV everyone in England is white and posh and lives in a mansion... yeah, I've been lied to.

[tryit]

And according to TV shows, people in Manhattan are white and rich and live in giant apart...

[She shrugs sheepishly.]

Maybe not everything's an exaggeration?

[voiceinthedark]

So what you're saying is that I'm sharing a house with a walking talking cliche?

[He laughs softly.]

Well, besides the superhero thing.

[tryit]

Hey! [She smacks his upper arm lightly, laughing softly as well. She's not entirely a cliche. There's the superhero thing and, more than that, other parts of her life that aren't so perfect. But overall, maybe he has a point.] I could move out if that's what you want.

[voiceinthedark]

No! No... It's really nice having you here. The house is too big for me on my own and I... I don't like the flats.

[tryit]

[She hadn't minded the apartments so much. Okay, sharing a kitchen space kind of sucked. But the whole house idea? She could get used to it.]

I haven't exactly had to share space since I moved out of my Dad's. But it's been a lot better than I thought it'd be.

[voiceinthedark]

Good. I'm glad. It's really nice to have the company.

[tryit]

And the dog?

[voiceinthedark]

I like dogs. Although he's not a great conversationalist. I always wanted a dog when I was a kid.

[tryit]

Maybe not the best conversationalist, but he's still a super dog in his own right.

[If just for putting up with Clint 24/7.]

[voiceinthedark]

He's definitely sweet. Where'd you get him?

[tryit]

My ex-boss. Or, I guess you'd say an alternate universe version of him, anyway.

[voiceinthedark]

That... sounds confusing.

[tryit]

...It's actually not? At least, not where I come from.

[voiceinthedark]

Must be an interesting world if alternate versions of people you know are just normal.

[tryit]

It's not that normal but... It's been known to happen?

[voiceinthedark]

Normal enough that you manage to be blase about it.

[tryit]

Like you're blase about zombies?

[voiceinthedark]

Well that's- yeah, I guess. I can't believe I've got to a point where I can be blase about zoms.

[tryit]

Welcome to life. Always chock full of the thing you least expect.