006 ┼ I'm Finding Me Out, I'm Having My Doubts, I'm Losing the Best of Me

[stylistic_disloyalty]

Who: Luci & YOU
What: You know what sucks? Everything about the last festival-- especially all the chaos and running. You know what's probably a good idea? Ignoring all of that and having a party. On a yacht.
When: May 20th
Where: The bay outside Vista City
Warnings: IT'S A CARNIVAL CRUISE...!

((Luci just got a strange pay bump and she's using it to regroup after the intense clusterfuck at the last festival-- she's still not sure exactly what happened there, but even though it's probably significant, she'd rather celebrate like one usually does after a lot of work. By renting a yacht for a night. Like people usually do.))





((It's a nice boat. Plenty of food, a couple of bartenders, fire pits, couches, swimsuits for those who need, and music of course. The party is, of course, invite only to keep the paparazzi and gatecrashers and people looking to turn this into a work-venture out, but Luci's given the bouncer clearance to let friends of guests and anybody who seems interesting in-- she knows Luci's type.))

((Try not to get too blitzed and fall overboard!))

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Luci

[stylistic_disloyalty]

[All aboard the S.S. Gives No Fucks.]

[Luci knows nothing about anything is right, that things are literally coming apart at the metaphysical seams and there's absolutely nothing that can be done about it unless they want to go up against the CEOs of their labels. Which isn't something Luci is hot to try, given how well it seems to have gone for almost half their musician population.]

[So she's forcing normalcy, big deal. Plenty of rockstars did it, throwing huge-ass parties and pretending like it was no big deal, that they weren't covering up some huge insecurity about being loved or whatever. It's her money, Santiago gave it to her, she's going to do something real fancy because that's what she wants to do. Woe unto anyone who tells her it's not the right time to party like the world's ending.]

[Because if she's being real, it probably is. Not even slowly.]

[She's mingling around, never stopping in one place for too long unless she knows the person trying to waylay her, always with a drink in hand. Luci's not working this, obviously, she's just checking in and making sure nobody wants for something. When she's not doing that, she's rolling up her pant legs and dipping her feet in the hot tub, hitting on anybody in a bathing suit, playing DJ for a little bit, or finding a quiet moment on the very top of the boat where the deck chairs are and having a smoke.]

[Towards the end of the evening, she is incredibly wasted, maybe a little more honest and morose too. The party is clearly a success, but she's still forcing herself to have a good time until the last of the guests are gone. Then she's going to struggle to find where the cabin is so she can pour herself into bed.]

[avidita]

[It's while Luci is off having a smoke that a familiar voice speaks up behind her.]

You don't look like you're having fun.

[Who invited "Avidita"? Is Xanxus bringing his children to lavish parties now? Did they sneak in with illusions to check on their bosses and those bosses' bandmates? Either way, they're here in yet another hoodie too big for them but making a token effort at fancy with pretty tights and expensive boots.]

[mildwildchild]

[Jamie finds her up top having a smoke - it's mostly by accident, while he's wandering restlessly, although he could feel a modest amount of power coming from this direction. He's still not really sure where he stands with Luci, but it can't hurt to say hi and see how she's doing.]

[He comes up to lean against the railing, looking out quietly over the water.]

This is some boat you picked out.

[traumatizing]

[Guess who's here for the drunk devil.]

[Terry's looking for Luci when it seems like the party's over, to check-in and say bye and all that good stuff. Which... Kinda feels like it was a smart choice judging by how tired and drunk she seems.]

Hey-- [He sidles up and puts a hand on her shoulder.] You okay?

[bass_instincts]

[Shin's beaming a smile, but it's a bit strained- forced. It's not that he's not having a good time as much as he's trying to drink his problems away and having some difficulties about it. His 'habit' has become more of a problem, and the slight crust of a not-quite-cleaned bloody nose is just barely visible.

He isn't surprised to see Luci come up here for a smoke, being here for the same. He offers her his pack of cigarettes if she wants one of his cherry flavoured smokes.] Hey. I haven't had this much fun in what feels like forever.

[undergardens]

[ Gate crashing a private yacht party was surprisingly easy. Turning up in a pair of artfully ripped leggings and a top that was honestly more strap than shirt probably helped convince the bouncer that she was the sort of person their generous host would want on board. Weird, artsy and good looking enough to add to the scenery. Everything a rock star might want for their one night blowout. And damn convenient for Persephone.

For a while she just floats at the periphery of everything. The bartenders are good, mixing up a pomegranate cocktail that she nurses slowly. Persephone doesn't stay in one spot for too long. But when Luci has taken over the DJ podium she sees her chance. She slips through the crowd, making sure to do her best to catch Luci's eye before she reaches her. ]

I don't suppose you take requests?

Arrives fashionably late

[possessedbygreeed]

[Look who's here, perched on a railing. He doesn't seem to look concerned about toppling overboard. He's working on a fancy fruit-filled popsicle, because far be it from Luci to forget he preferences of her favorite little bird, right?

He's mostly just watching the crowd, keeping to himself. But he does take notice of Luci and get off the rail when she comes in sight.]

[sharktrash]

[ Squalo will probably run into her fairly early. He gives her his best "charming" grin and an Italian greeting which consists of a kiss on each cheek. Then he bends his legs and tips her glass just enough to down at least half her drink, and then he zones in on the pink pineapple tie and his smile fades. ]

Oh my god. Take that off. Set it on fire and send the ashes to Australiana.

Terry

[traumatizing]

[Terry's here, in factor infinity sunscreen to maintain his deathly pallor. He's here for the same reason Luci threw the party, to pretend everything is normal and fine.]

[He's not as good at faking it as some people are though, and he spends most of the party nursing a drink and pointedly avoiding people. Sorry guys, he's really not feeling sociable at all. He spends a little while leaning on the edge of the yacht every now and then, looking out over the water with a cigarette. It's so calm and peaceful, it kinda makes him jealous.]

[Good luck with this moody young man everyone.]

[hearted]

[There's a woman with light brown hair here, braided with a simple red bow at the end---not familiar, but hey, disguises are important. She should be soaking this all in, but in quiet moments, when despair threatens...she's there.]

So...how're you liking the view?

[bass_instincts]

[Shin is all dressed up and ready to party. He's got a swimsuit as well for later. He's in as much denial as Luci, pretending nothing is wrong. He wants the people who want home to get home, but he's pretty sure he is better off here, glorified battery or not. That recent tabloid has him scared as hell too. He's been playing it cool aside from partying like the world is ending.

He can be found around the deck with a drink and often something to smoke. He even brings it with him to the hot tub as he enjoys a soak and flirts with whichever ladies happen to catch his eye. Tonight he seems to be even throwing himself at younger ladies.

Of course, he's making pretty frequent trips to the bathroom and coming out rather... 'refreshed'. Everything is going to hell, so he figures he might as well enjoy it. Maybe even try something new and stupid. This is really the S.S. Fives Not Fucks, apparently.]

[possessedbygreeed]

[After yet another trip to the restroom, "Ankh" is loitering outside the door, holding up a wall. Something about this disaster in progress here bothered him, so he wasn't going to stay quiet and let this guy self-destruct.

For now, he just makes his distaste known. He gives Shin a critical look up and down from under his usual curly mop, before turning back to the ice cream bar in his tattooed hand. After all, his own cleaned-up-bad-boy history is no secret.] Tche. [Is all he has to say for the moment, but he probably has more if Shin takes issue with it.]

[inversekeyblade]

[Friends of guests on the invite list? Cheeeeeck. Getting too blitzed and falling overboard? Raincheck! Who knows, the night is young. Apparently for some it's been going on for a while, as evidenced by behavior of the exceptionally far and gone persons wandering the deck like the walking dead. One person not amongst those ranks would be a dear bandmate himself, Shinichi, seemingly keeping his shit together. What a surprise.

Except to someone who knows him well enough, like Roxas here, those conveniently frequent trips to the bathroom and that energetic, jittery self of his that springs forth immediately after indicates anything but keeping his shit together. Damnit. This is going to go off on the deep end.

But, honestly, Roxas isn't one to talk; his only leg up in their situations combined is that he's not taking as many drugs/substances. Clearly, that makes it less terrible on his end. That makes him more able to help out.

So when he has a moment, after sipping a few and watching this act go on a few rounds, eventually he's filled with enough determination to sneak into the bathroom right after Shin- should've locked it- hoping to at least slow down what is inevitably going to be total self destruction.]

Having fun?

Usagi Tsukino || OTA

[lightthedarkness]

A: Up on the shore they work all day

Usagi was always surprised when she was invited to these things. Not because she thought Luci and Aramat didn't like her, more she didn't think she was on the top of their list of invites, friend or not. All the same, she was quite happy for the invite and had even gone out to buy a swim suit since she hadn't bothered buying one, all things considered, it was not a high priority in "essentials" in this place. But now she had a little white and black bikini which was the most tasteful thing she could find at the mall. She was still a bit nervous about taking off her cover-up and for the moment was content to just seek out familiar faces and offer them a bright smile and a brighter hello.

"This is incredible! I've never been on a boat before!"

B: Out in the sun, they slave away

"GIVE THAT BACK!" she screeched loudly, her face was a deep red. She watched one of the drunker musicians from some band she didn't know run away with her bikini top and cover up, leaving her only in her bikini bottom and left her clutching a towel around her as she tried to chase after him and hold it at the same time. She tried to see him in the crowd but she hadn't gotten a good look at his face.

"Someone stop him!" she pleaded as she chased after the drunk musician, or she assumed he was drunk, he could just be an asshole.

C: While we devotin' full time to floatin'

Usagi never avoided food. And she wasn't about to start avoiding it now. She had a whole plate stacked high with goodies, and she contemplated getting a glass of champagne. It wasn't like she hadn't had any before...

"One glass couldn't hurt, I'm sure," she smiled as she picked on up and turned just in time to catch someone plucking a strawberry from her plate.

"Hey!" she held her plate closer to her.

D: Under da Sea!

"Aaaaaaaah," she smiled as she just let the hot tub bubble jets do their job on her back and couldn't help but sink low into the tub, up to her shoulders. Her hair floated along the surface and spread out to look akin to octopus tentacles. Due to the length, her hair practically filled the whole circumference, but she's more than willing to move it should someone come to partake as well.

"Now THIS I could certainly get used to!"

B

[stylistic_disloyalty]

It's hard not to hear the commotion happening in the otherwise pretty low-key party. Luci immediately perks up like a meerkat at the disturbance, and sees the thrilled frat boy running wild with his first bra-like garment. Luci passes off her drink, eyes narrowing when she sees whose top he's apparently stolen, and pushes through the crowd until she meets the asshole.

And then Luci picks him up, bodily, and pitches him overboard-- partial courtesy to his momentum. Security looks on, tense as Luci rebuttons her jacket.

"Don't let him up. Make him swim."

She wraps an arm around Serena and starts steering her away from the screeching, cursing spectacle. "Let's get you something else."

D

[worthlesspride]

Oikawa was dressed like a frat boy at a pool party; floral board shorts, a white tank top, and flip flops. They were top of the line frat boy material, but still, Oikawa wouldn't have looked out of place if he was next to a keg. The only thing that he was wearing that wasn't found at a frat party was his knee brace.

With a hiss Oikawa sat on the edge of the hot tub and took off the brace on his right knee. It had been two months since Santiago had broken his knee cap and the doctors at Pride set it wrong, and it still looked rather mangled. The scars were still vivid against his pale skin. They had not been careful.

He swung his legs over, pausing. When he noticed the hair. Holy cow that was a lot of hair. How was it possible to have that much hair? "You mind moving your hair?" He asked, massaging his bad knee. "I'd like to soak my knee for a bit."

C

[traumatizing]

Honestly, he hadn't stolen her strawberry on purpose. Terry's just flagging a bit and come over to get some food, and unfortunately Usagi's plate is in the danger zone. It doesn't register to him as someone else's until her yell. At which point he's already popped the whole thing in his mouth.

"Sorry," he says, with a mouth full of strawberry, (so really it comes out more like 'owah',) and a vaguely guilty look on his face. Followed by some other unintelligible set of words that don't really make it past the fruit in his mouth.

C

[twoscompany]

Someone stole a strawberry from Serena?

Well. That needs to be rectified. A strawberry plopped onto her plate from seemingly nowhere, next she looked. Who could it be who did that?

Surely not the Garnet'shaped shadow looming over her, right? Right.

"Fancy meeting you here."

B

[possessedbygreeed]

The action is kind of automatic. He didn't even realize what he'd managed to do until it was done.

He seemed to come out of nowhere, but he put together the pieces of what was going on pretty quick. He caught the escaping larcenist by the arm and spun him down onto his face in a classic police-style takedown, like it was effortless. He pressed his knee down into the guy's back and twisted his arm back until he let go of Usagi's clothing.

"You okay?" he asked, looking up at her. His face was the spitting image of that nervous guy from Fairy Trial, but the rest of the package was all very different, now that he'd been swapped in for Ankh.

Kazutaka Muraki/Kiernan "Sariel" MacLeod / OTA

[psyvampexperiment]

(It's been a rough couple of months: the festival took a lot out of Sariel, and before that, the discovery of who and what he was threw him for a loop. But he accepts the invitation - as a bandmate of Aramat's - as a chance to get away from it all.

(The fact that it's on a boat is a bit off-putting at first, though, now that he remembers everything that went down on the Queen Camellia. But he isn't that man now, and he'll chance it.

(He might be spotted lounging on a couch, trying to keep the wistful, distant look from his face, or he might be roaming the deck, drink in hand, admiring the view - not just the waves, but the passersby.)

[bass_instincts]

[Shin had been hitting everything pretty hard. The drugs and the alcohol has him feeling really good. Maybe that's what has him stop after he notices Sariel watching him. He doesn't look right at Sariel, but instead goes to the railing, leaning against it to show off his figure. He picks just the right spot to get a light to illuminate him just right.

He's not usually interested in men, but with all the things on his mind and the drugs and alcohol, he's willing to at least play the game.]

Dino Cavallone

[alleato]

[All hail the trauma Dino is pretending not to have experienced. All hail people reappearing and disappearing and coming and going. He's kind of mentally done with everything, so here, at last, he is all smiles. He pats friends on the back, shakes hands with people he's just now meeting, and wisely stays away from the sides of the boat, since he's still a useless klutz. While he's wearing a tank top with his swimsuit, it gets shed after two or three drinks, leaving him in all his tattooed glory. A sweet, innocent boy no more, it's clear that Dino's tattoos even go down into more scandalous territory, dipping just a bit below the waistband of his shorts, right at the front. Please imagine being that tattoo artist.

Find him in the hot tub relaxing, having slipped in when everyone else's attention is elsewhere.

Or perhaps having a few too many drinks and leaning on someone as he listens to their story with interest.]

[bass_instincts]

[Shin slips in next to Dino, whistling at Dino's tattoos as he holds the ever-present cigarette from his lips for a moment.] You need to tell me where you got your tattoos.

I've been considering one.

[Shin leans in closer, enough that he is encroaching on Dino's personal space.]

Jamie | OTA

[mildwildchild]

Jamie's just kind of...here. For the most part, he's quiet and pensive - probably more than would be expected for a teen pop star - and while he's polite enough when approached, he's not quite engaging with things on a more than superficial level, instead prowling the ship restlessly and poking his nose into corners and crannies.

Throughout the evening he finds (what he presumes to be) out-of-the-way positions to observe the other party-goers and fuck around with his music magic. Such displays are far from being grand or showy, rather focusing on honing his concentration and control - levitating ice cubes into stacks in an empty glass tumbler, coaxing liquids into different shapes and colors, generating some ambient lighting or mood effects. He is making an effort to be discreet, but it's possible to catch him at it when his attention is focused on the task at hand - particularly toward the end of the night, after he's had a few drinks.

[traumatizing]

One of those ice cubes doesn't make it to the glass. As soon as Jamie lets it go, it floats across the room to the doorway and drips water as it goes.

Terry comes over, with the ice spinning and hovering about an inch above his outstretched palm, and he plops down next to Jamie with a sigh, watching the ice in his... hand? Thoughtfully.

"How's it going?"

Garnet | OTA

[twoscompany]

[She almost didn't go.

Not because she didn't want to. Simply, everything else had been more important, she's too valuable to the label, blah blah blah. Garnet, however, convinced her agent to let her go. One hour, she promised. Two at the most.

It would likely be the last time she sees these people before the Tour on a social basis, after all. It would be good for everyone to see her. So her agent relented.

She's not drinking, but she doesn't need to. Plenty of eyes are on her as she goes around, leaning on the deck, lounging on a couch. At one point, however, she just...strips. She's got a bathing suit on - how did she slip it on with no one noticing? - and she goes down into the jacuzzi, a glass of cider in hand.

No matter where she is, who she sees, she greets them the same way. Calmly. Thankfully.]

Yo.

Minako Aino | ota

[hearted]

[There's nothing Minako loves more than a party on the water, sunshine out and bikinis on...except all of the above in a less stressful time. But beggars can't be choosers, so she'll use this opportunity to suit up and head out.

She can't afford to be recognized, so she's changed her hair to a light brown, braided up and capped with the old red bow...though that voice is definitely Di the diner lady's. She sports a classic black bikini with blue accents, and she takes her sips nice and slow---can't afford to lose her balance.

When someone approaches, she gives them a cheery wave.]

Hey stranger! Looking good.

Yes, she winks each time.

[faithfulflame]

[Rei had attended this party basically just for the chance to see Minako in a swimsuit. She was in a red one piece, and had her hair braided up several times. Why not. It was nice, felt good, and...it was definitely a disguise.

Which may or may not have led to her girlfriend not knowing it was her, she couldn't say. Either way, she smirked and replied.]

I know.