005 ✽ We be all night

[giglio_madonna]

Who: The willing from Pride and Virgo
What: Want to know what party sucked? The solstice party. Want to know what party won't suck? Luci and Luce's.
When: Jan 8th
Where: The basement of the club Blue Heist
Warnings: None planned besides possible/probably intoxication




A little while after the disaster at Naomi's, those who had attended might find themselves approached- by Luce on Virgo's side, by Luci on Pride's, or perhaps by someone who had heard about it from either of them. The subject of conversation?

Another party. One that involves another mingle of both labels, without being used for any ulterior motives.

Those who seem up to it are given a time and place. Blue Heist is one of the clubs around town that has what could be called a "basement level", for private renting and parties available to anyone who has the cash to spend on it. It's a pretty simple set up, nothing extravagant like the party at Naomi's... Which is absolutely on purpose, let no one tell you otherwise. There's a reason any mics or karaoke equipment has been pointedly removed. All the music is on the system already.

Nope, tonight it's just dancing and drinking, with a couple of rooms to the side that have cheesy movies playing in case you're tired out. No closed doors, no poison at the bar, no murder.

And if you want to take a moment to maybe have a talk to someone on the opposite label to discuss or apologize for the events of the prior night... That's fine too.

Just be careful. Both labels are still under watch, it seems, with a few bodyguards from both sides around the perimeter here and there.

Comments

Mai [Pride] - OTA

[maipokerface]

[General]

At this point, any party leaves Mai wary. The New Years festivities had been wholly skipped and beyond recording sessions she had seemed reluctant to leave the penthouse beyond that. Things were beginning to pile up and Mai was increasingly finding there was little way around the feelings things dredged up in her.

Either way, she can't stand being cooped up anymore. She had thought of actually tweeting to find others in Pride to bum around with for a while but a party worked just as well. She's not going to openly admit that she's done a fine job of isolating herself and thus is bored to death... for now anyhow.

Don't be too surprised if at some point in the night the violinist walks up more or less casually and plunks a drink in front of you - Pride or Virgo. It's her way of saying hello at this point.

[Wildcard]
[I'll run with whatever you've got.]

[connivingbird]

Ankh may not drink, but he doesn't go advertising the fact save over certain parts of social medias or when he gets pictured with a soft drink during various official gatherings. So when a drink magically appears in front of him, he just gave it a look like someone may give a bug a look and then looks up at the person that put it there.

"Thanks, but I don't drink alcohol."

He didn't recognize her, but that wouldn't be too surprising. For someone that was the frontman of a popular pre-teen pop band, he really doesn't get out much unless he felt like it.

"Hi."

[maipokerface]

His refusal brings a momentary pause and then a light shrug from the woman. She has her own drink but she seems to have no qualms about finishing his too. From the looks of her chiefly black and dark red clothing choices, she's got to be from one of the 'darker' bands. Metal, goth, something like that.

"Hey."

[connivingbird]

He dresses about the same, with his jacket patterned in asymmetrical blocks of color with one shorter sleeve that reveals a lot of tattoo work that all seemed centered on an eye tattooed to the palm of his hand. Ankh may be a pop star but he wasn't the normal type with the clean cut good boy image that the stylists try to force on him. Left to his own devices he tended towards bold and ridiculous or just just plain silly outfits.

"I don't think we've met before; are you from Pride Records?"

[panspermia]

Greg has been intending to keep sober tonight, but if someone drops a drink in front of him he's not going to refuse it. (Maybe not the wisest after the last party, but that's Greg.)

The source is a little bit of a surprise though, in that he barely knows her. He didn't expect Meril's """""""rival""""""" to be so charitable.

"Uhh, thanks. It's Mai, right?"

[maipokerface]

Maybe not but at least he won't drop dead from it. Mai herself seems pretty blandly apathetic for being at a party and just distributing drinks to people.

"You've got it."

[panspermia]

And then there's an awkward silence as he waits for her to say more. She does have more to say, right? That's why she came over? Evidently not. Greg fumbles for a topic.

"You, uh... oh! You're the werewolf, right?" He grins. Usually he doesn't bother much with tabloids, but rumors that silly seem harmless enough to enjoy. "Man, I was sure I'd get accused of that first."

[giglio_madonna]

Well.

Okay.

This is a thing.

Luce gives a small start as the drink is suddenly put in front of her, blinking at the young woman. It almost feels like a test of trust or character, although she knows that's more from her own guilt than anything, so after a moment she wraps her fingers around the glass. "Hello to you as well, dear. I heard about your lead."

[maipokerface]

A test of trust all around, more or less. Maybe drinks aren't the brightest way to make new acquaintances given the circumstances but so far, so good.

The mention of Wolfram draws a sigh from the woman. "He's got pretty good timing for getting fired at least. The fans are going to snap up any of our old work anyhow." Particularly the Solstice single.

[giglio_madonna]

There's a sympathetic nod from Luce. She's been fortunate that Flowers Over Bones has kept together. From all sides, it seems, the other bands are falling apart whether only a little or utterly and completely.

"Hopefully the party helps take your mind off of things." Tentatively, she takes a sip. "How are you liking it?"

[consocius]

"Wha--? Oh." Sora had been checking his phone in his lap so the noise and sudden appearance of the glass confuses him until he looks up at Mai, and gives her a friendly smile. "Hey, thanks! Uh.. Wait, this isn't alcohol, right?" He looks a little concerned suddenly.

[maipokerface]

"Just for you? No." She had figured he was a little too young for alcohol at least.

[consocius]

After his first ever hangover experience on New Year's Day, Sora would probably agree with her about that, even if he had turned seventeen last month and the drinking age in Americana was... what, thirteen? He can never remember. Really young, anyway.

He looks relieved, clearly trusts her answer, and takes a sip. Soda. Excellent. "Good. I don't really want a repeat of my New Year's," he explains with a laugh, then stops and glances at his phone again, for just a split second. "Well, the hangover part, anyway. The rest wasn't so bad. Anyway, I'm Sora."

[faithfulflame]

After...everything that happened? Rei's surprised Mai even wants to come near her. Of course she hadn't been involved, but she could hardly fault the woman for...you know...worrying. So the drink gets an owlish blink and a half second of confusion before an upbeat smile finally comes out.

"Mai! It's good to see you."

[maipokerface]

Upbeat smile is met with a slightly more tempered one. She doesn't exactly look tense but her normal apathy has a particularly tired sting to it.

"Glad to see you're in one piece too. I've been wondering if you made it out of that party alright."

[faithfulflame]

"I...nothing particularly interesting happened to me at all honestly. I mean, nobody tried to hurt me or anything."

Though Lesedi had sure scared the hell out of her.

"Did you...Did anyone hurt you? I was a little afraid to call..."

[trustme]

Doctor is caught up in his thoughts, staring up at the aquarium decorating the ceiling, when Mai plunks a drink in front of him. He snaps back to attention, looking at the drink then at her then back to the drink then back to her, all within a couple seconds.

"Is this for me or did you want to sit here?" he asks.

[maipokerface]

"It's for you. If you don't want anything alcohol, I'll switch you." She gestures to the glass in her own hand by raising it up a touch.

[trustme]

Doctor lifts the glass on the table and gives her a smile and a nod. "Well thank you! You're Mai from Crown of Thorns aren't you? The violinist! Would you like to sit with me?"

There's no way Doctor wouldn't be familiar Crown of Thorns when they're in the same genre as his own band. Rei was particularly interested in her fellow violinist in past conversations.

wildcard!

[nibelungvalesti]

Today, Mai can say she ran into her would-be murdered on the way out of the bathroom. Because she did.

Meril, halfway through the door, retreated several steps in an instant out of sheer alarm and surprise, right till her back hit the wall behind her. Mai had every reason to just lash out at her, and she had to admit she deserved it. And she probably didn't even have the strength to fight back right now, looking like seven layers of hell as she did.

[maipokerface]

Now here was a face she hadn't expected to see. Seven layers of hell or not, Mai could feel the tension rising in her shoulders. She's not exactly thrilled to see Meril but she can't say she outright hates her either. Something had been weird with the party all around and the violinist was still indecisive on how much responsibility the other ice queen should hold for everything that happened.

So Mai does the Mai sort of thing - her arms cross, she lifts a brow and a blunt comment falls out with the vague veneer of argumentative.

"You look like hell."

[nibelungvalesti]

Meril couldn't fault Mai for telling the truth.

"You look well. I... am glad." Okay, how did one apologize for attempting to bludgeon someone else to death with a chair while apparently not in her right mind? Somehow her music lessons had never covered this apparently vital necessity.

[variaboss]

Of course she would put a drink down in front of him. If Xanxus doesn't have a drink in his hand at a party then the world is probably coming to an end. He looks up a little following the hand to an arm to a shoulder to a face. He chuckles. "Why Mai, I didn't know you cared." He takes the drink and shifts so that if she wants to sit with him she can.

[maipokerface]

She gives Xanxus something of a wiry smile, a shrug of her shoulders following before she sits.

"I can't even put into words how much I care. Just don't count on me if you get too wasted."

[variaboss]

He laughs a little. "That's new. I've never known you not to have the words. I think this should be recorded into history and celebrated as an international holiday." He gives her a playful, friendly little toast and takes a drink before laughing more.

"Mai...I know it's a bunch of rumors, but some rumors are indeed true. I have never ever gotten too drunk or too wasted. I always know exactly what I'm doing, no matter how much I've had to drink." He's built up that much of a tolerance. "In fact, I'd probably have to count of you for help if I wasn't drinking." Even he can admit that he functions better when he's moderately drunk.