interstellar5555 | 005 ✽ We be all night

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.

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"Oh! I see," Molly nods again, understanding, and twirls a piece of her hair around her finger. "I think it would be fun to learn how to ride a motorcycle."

"Just good luck convincing my manager to let me take some time for lessons." Luce laughs a little, even as the thought bristles in the back of her mind. "It doesn't quite fit my image."

"But can't your image be changed?" she asks, musing. "I mean, not just yours, but anybody's? That's how people grow."

"If I was a solo artist, yes, I could probably do it easily. Unfortunately, my image and the band's image are quite tightly intertwined." Her shoulders rise up in a shrug. "I don't mind the 'sweet band mother' image, but it can be a bit restricting in some places."

"I can imagine it would be." Molly sighs, looking a little displeased for a moment. Not at Luce, but at the idea that artists shouldn't change. What if she wanted to change? It wasn't fair. "Do you think we'll always be stuck in our roles?"

"Well, certainly not you." Luce gives a grin, encouragement lacing throughout her words. "You're still young and getting to experience all sorts of new things. People will actually expect your image to change sooner or later!"

Oh. That sounded hopeful. Better than what Molly was thinking, at least. She seems to understand, but still feels bad for the other woman. It sounded as though Luce was stuck, for a while.

She considers what to say to that for a moment, fingers tracing the corner of the box she is still holding. She wants all of her friends to be happy. For some reason, that is very important to her. Finally, she looks up at Luce again. "Well, when you do learn how to ride that motorcycle, you'll show me, right?"

Such an optimistic insistence draws out another bright laugh from Luce, and her eyes are shining when she looks down to Molly again. "I'll absolutely show you." She gives a wink. "I already have a leather jacket, as a matter of fact."

Whoa, cool! Molly looks enthralled by the idea. She, too, saw Luce FoB's mother-figure, so it's all the more interesting to hear that she wants to rebel a bit. She chuckles too, bringing her hand up to her lips delicately. "I can't wait to see that..."

In the distance, she hears one of her bandmates walking by, and she turns her head to see what they're doing. Then her attention is back on Luce again. "I think we're getting ready to leave now, so I should go find my coat."

"Oh, of course." It is getting to be that late, isn't it? Parties can only go on for so long. At least it seems like this one has gone by without event. Reaching over, she smooths back Molly's hair with a smile.

"Get home safely, alright?"

Thank goodness there was no killing at this party. Actually, Molly has been enjoying this one, if only because she got to have a nice talk with Luce. When the older woman smooths out her hair, she flushes a bit from embarrassment, but she is still smiling.

"I promise!" She holds the box close again. "You too. And thank you, again!"

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