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"La varietà piace."

Who: Luci and Squalo. And you?
What: Lucifer and Lucifer walk into a bar...
When: Feb 5th-ish
Where: some unfortunate bar-like establishment in Vista City
Warnings: shamelessness, violence, Carnies, Squalo, the usual.

[ So, they agreed to go have a "quality bitch night". Then shit happened. Then shit was mostly dealt with, as much as possible at least, and obviously that means it's time for a perfectly respectable outing! Which apparently includes outfits like these, drinks, drugs, not banging, and leaving the place in ruins. ]

[ All in due time, though. It'll start off tame enough. Well, if a pair of mostly dressed rockstars making suggestive poses at/on the bar counter counts as "tame". Nobody's allowed too close, though, and the accompanying security's been instructed accordingly. It's a watch-not-touch sort of deal. Well, unless you like getting your bones broken, in which case everything's an option. ]

[ At some point they might take over the stage. Maybe even duet, though for the most part Squalo seems happier with the instruments and providing the occasional growls and screams. You should feel lucky if you happen across this performance; it's what live strives to be. Breathing, pulsing, genuine music. ]

[ Later they can be found drinking at the bar, or slipping away and returning in suspiciously improved spirits. At some point, things will start flying, breaking, and setting on fire. You know, just good fun. ]

(( OOC: feel free to happen across them at whatever point of time! please specify who you want to interact with in the subject line (though the other might threadjack at some point if allowed), you can have them both or one at a time etc etc. ))

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[Connor-- Well, Jack was an easy fit for a security firm, the kind that hire out bouncers to clubs and whatnot. Built like a brick shithouse and, well... That was kind of the only requirement. And it's a good way to see the kidnapped musicians without artificially trying to get close to them. Well done, Connor. You're so smart.]

[Music acts who go around wrecking shop isn't exactly a thing you see a lot in the 18th century though, and Connor's kind of stunned by all this behaviour. It takes him a moment before he actually acts, grabbing a flying glass out of the air and putting it down on the bar before he approaches these two troublemakers. (Cool right?)]

I am going to have to ask you to stop.

[Luci turns around, eyebrows raised before she even sees who thinks he has bigger balls than she does. Stop? That word isn't even in her vocabulary.]

[But wow, this guy is gigantic. He probably could give Luci some trouble, but she'd rather he give her trouble of a different kind. Why get into a fight when there were better, happier outcomes? Luci slides up to the bouncer, eyes already half-shut and sultry.]

You're going to have to? Well why don't you go ahead and do it, darling, let me hear that deep voice again~

[ Meanwhile Squalo is a little impressed by that catching of a glass. Without breaking it, too. What finesse, especially for someone built like a brick shithouse. Which is definitely a good kind of build, to be honest. He likes it. ]

[ Soooo he's just gonna slide up to that guy from the other side, grinning ear to ear in a half-suggestive manner. It's like he and Luci complete some kind of a satanic pincer attack. ]

Nice reflexes. Got anything else nice under there?

[ rip Connor ]

[What does he do with this.]

[Connor frowns, looking between the two ruffians with a frown. He's certainly not interested in... Whatever it is that's happening right now.]

If you can't stop yourselves from destroying the bar, I will have to remove you.

[Aw, it's a Frowny Bouncer, one actually interested in doing his job. Well, she and Squalo can probably fix that, if he's got a sexual bone in his body. If he doesn't... well, they'll cross that bridge, etc.]

I think that sounded like an invitation to his place, Squalo. How about it, darling? [Luci reaches up to unbutton one of his shirt buttons.] Have you ever been in between two rockstars?

[ Well, there's quite a few things he could do with this. Depends where he wants to take it. Or doesn't. ]

Dunno about that, but I wouldn't mind you removing something from me.

[ CASUALLY RESTS A FOREARM against the guy's shoulder and grins at Luci. ]

Yeah, that's what I heard.

[Well that's very rude. Connor swats Luci's hand away from his shirt and pushes Squalo's arm away from his shoulder. No one ever prepared him for this.]

No. Thank you.

[Well.]

[Luci looks a little stunned as she and Squalo are turned down. Politely, even. He does realize just who wants to bang him, right? They're not some lookalike groupies namedropping their way to the sheets.]

...suit yourself.

[She jerks her head to Squalo back towards the crowd. Either she's forgotten that this initially started because they were starting a ruckus, or she intends to go right back to what they were doing intentionally.]

[ Wow. This is... actually offensive. Squalo scowls, almost pouting, and steps backward. ]

Boring.

[ That's you, Connor. Congratulations on your new name. Squalo turns away as if forgetting his existence and grins at Luci instead, reaching for the nearest bar stool who knows why. ]

Alright then, where were we?

[Yeah, okay. No. He's gonna reach past Squalo to try and confiscate the bar stool.]

Is your memory truly this bad?

Nope, we're just truly intent on raising hell tonight.

[The advantage to the Satanic Pincer Attack is that there's two of them. Luci picks up a barstool and starts carting it towards the crowd in the opposite direction.]

[ Shit. There's no way he can one-on-one this guy. He looks taller and broader than even Xanxus and he's beaten him up pretty badly before. Maybe he should hit him with the stool? Would it just break and leave him weaponless? ]

[ Plan B. ]

YOU'LL NEVER TAKE ME ALIVE!!

[ he yells and legs it in the opposite direction, still clutching the chair. ]

[What the fuck.]

[Connor is... Completely dumbfounded. Rowdy drunks are one thing, but this nonsense is something else entirely. At least one of the bartenders look sympathetic? But that's not gonna help him boot these obnoxious children out of the bar any faster.]

[Luci looks like she could raise the most hell of the two if left alone, so he'll deal with her first, taking long strides to follow her toward the crowd. First order of business: Get that stool out of her hands.]

Tonight I'm gonna have myself a real good time~

[Holy shit, this guy can move. Luci picks up the pace when she realizes Bouncer McBoring has opted to chase her first. Bring it, mohawk man, she can sing all night long.]

I feel alive
and the world I'll turn it inside out - yeah
And floating around in ecstasy
So don't stop me now--

[Bargoers, as though in a trance, start moving in behind her as she escapes with the stool, looking interested in what she's doing and putting obstacles in her pursuer's way. She kicks her shoes off as she hops through the crowd, going much faster flat-footed, and plants the barstool in the middle of the crowd before climbing up onto it.]

[Yes, she almost tips it as she scrambles up, but she manages it as her little zombiecrowd converges around her.]

--Don't stop me
'Cause I'm having a good time, having a good time!!

[ It's called cocaine, Connor. Then again, it could just be the natural state of these two... ]

[ He glances back at Luci and Bouncer McBoring who seem to be headed in the same direction. Ooh, smart move, Devil. Use the crowd for good. He grins and half-sings, half-yells in her direction. ]

I'm a shooting star leaping through the sky
Like a tiger defying the laws of gravity --

[ As more crowd moves over to Luci, there's less people around where he is. And guess what he sees? Why, that very same dude that was part of the reason why things started flying in the first place. Grinning maliciously, Squalo stalks over. ]

VOOOOIII, FUCKFACE! You wanna repeat what you said about my mom?

[ YEAH HE'S GETTING A NICE SWING AND HITTING HIM WITH THE STOOL. The unfortunate person rolls across the floor, then gets to his feet and legs it while Squalo holds up the stool in triumph. ]

-- I'm going to go go go
There's no stopping me, OH FUCK NO!

[Fucking hell, no one told him they could do this. The obstacles aren't much of an issue, but the hapless bargoers are. He doesn't want to hurt them-- doesn't want to hurt anyone really, but these two clearly aren't going to just settle down and leave quietly.]

[--Ugh and now the other one's starting a fight? Connor frowns and backs up toward the wall, using anything even vaguely sturdy to climb and get to the flyspace above the stage. Or rather, he shimmies along by his hands and- one swing, two swings, look out Squalo he's coming.]

[Luci laughs when Squalo joins in and points at him to acknowledge the assist-- and for flair.]

I'm a racing car passing by
like Lady Godiva!
I'm gonna go go go--

[She cuts off when she realizes the bouncer is... what the fuck? How is he doing that?!]

[And now Squalo has accomplished his mission to whack this douchebag with a barstool, and while the guy looks like he's not about to cause problems, the bouncer is probably not thrilled about the assault.]

[Luci looks down at the thrumming crowd, reaching out for her, and for a flash she feels sick. Hands. Reaching for her. But she can sing for them, that's all they want. So she just gives them what they want and steps out into the crowd. They all swell up around her and help her walk, barefooted over the crowd. It's slow-going, but her eye is on this intense bouncer leaping around.]

I'm burnin' through the sky yeah!
Two hundred degrees
That's why they call me Mister Fahrenheit
I'm trav'ling at the speed of light
I wanna make a supersonic man out of you!

[ Squalo is blissfully unaware of the impending doom in the form of (another) assassin. He puts the stool down, climbs on top of it, straightening up on his knees, and holds his arms out to the sides as he sees the crowd getting closer again. ]

YEAH! PRAISE THE MOTHERFUCKING LORD!!

[ It's probably a reference to that piece of musical and Aria of Jesus they've performed earlier. He does feel otherworldly right now, to be honest, and he's pretty sure he's not the only one. Luci's doing the walking the waters thing, and it's absolutely stunning as always. ]

[Connor doesn't care about all this blasphemy that's happening right now. Instead, he's gonna swing a last time to get some momentum, and then he's flying toward Squalo like a spear made of... Muscle and kicks.]

[He's gonna ask his boss not to send him out to any bars musicians frequent, he thinks. This is ridiculous.]

Oh shit--

[Luci sees the bouncer going right for Squalo and he seems too caught up in what they're doing to notice. And it's not like she's going to put these bargoers in front of a spear made of muscle and kicks. She's a ruthless bitch but she's not evil.]

Don't stop me now--

SQUALO!! [She shouts, pointing at the wall of muscle coming right at him.]

Fucking hell --

[ That heads-up gives him a moment to see a huge guy flying at him, hop off the chair and brace himself to maybe lessen the impact a little, but there's still a collision. Like the twig he is, he'll probably slam into the floor, unless Connor has other plans about grabbing him. ]

[Falling on the floor works for Connor. He's hoping Squalo's too winded to fight back immediately so he can just haul the guy up and throw him over a shoulder and go deal with Luci. Great idea in theory, now let's see how it goes for him in practice.]

[Oh he picked up Squalo like a little golden daisy. Luci's not as heavy, and while she might have linebacker shoulders she's still not a match for that. So she has to be smart.]

I'm having such a good time
I'm having a ball
Don't stop me now
If you wanna have a good time
Just give me a call!

[The crowd starts swelling around the bouncer and Squalo, and a couple of the stronger-looking guys seem pretty intent on getting Connor up on their shoulders and relieving him of Squalo.]

[ Squalo hangs there like a sack of potatoes for a whole of three seconds before he starts kicking and screaming. His voice breaks through the background music, the noise of the crowd, even the singing. Did he swallow a foghorn as a baby? ]

Fuck off! Let go!! Ficcati una barca in culo con i remi aperti, testa di cazzo --

[ He'll be trying to bite Connor now like a proper adult fighting, whether it's somewhere on his back or he's actually tried to grab his arm and pull it closer to his teeth. ]

[Good lord this guy will not quit. Connor gives the most long-suffering sigh imaginable as he adjusts his shoulder and lifts his arm to hold Squalo in place, making sure it's as uncomfortable as possible as Squalo gets jostled around.]

[The people coming for him are... Well, that's a problem. He doesn't want to hurt anyone for being brainwashed, but he's long since reached the limit on patience for this situation. It slows down his journey toward Luci considerably, but that's mostly because he's trying to dispatch them without any lasting injuries. He doesn't seem to be having any trouble here though.]

"La varietà piace."

SECURITY DOES NOT APPROVE OF THIS BEHAVIOUR

Luci approves of Security, though. 8]

Squalo appreciates Security aesthetically.

both of you stop

can't stop won't stop

they only stop when they're dead

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