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

[trustme]

"Yes! I think the best thing for our band is to keep playing and keep close to each other. Eat breakfast together again here and there," he says, giving her a wink as he takes a sip of the hot drink.

[giglio_madonna]

"I planned on playing anyway." Her fingers rap along the cup thoughtfully, almost to a beat half formed in her mind. "I keep getting ideas for songs... It just feels right to get them out."

[trustme]

"Perfect! My composing speed hasn't slowed either. I just might bother Angel to help me arrange for a side album symphony. It's been a long time since I got to bother an entire orchestra to play what I wrote," he says it with an almost wicked grin. "I would have expected my worries to distract me but I still feel inspired and... clearer-headed."

[giglio_madonna]

Imagining Doctor pestering an entire orchestra gets another huffed out laugh. "So a small band isn't enough, is it? If you need someone to help you convince her, I suppose I could help out."

[trustme]

"Absolutely nothing meant against our little band, Dear. Sometimes what I write demands an entire section of horns, that's all. I don't think Angel can say no to both of us."

[giglio_madonna]

"An entire section of horns?" She quirks up an eyebrow as she leans back in her chair. "Just what have you been writing?"

[trustme]

He pulls his notebook out of his pocket and flips it open to a page. It's covered almost chaotically in bar music and notes for sections of an orchestra.

"Just a little something worthy of a grand orchestra. You could say I was feeling nostalgic for my symphony-writing days." He raises his hands in the air and begins conducting the piece, humming the tune. About eight seconds into doing this he stops short and slaps his forehead. "No no I'm not doing it justice that way."

Here. He begins over again conducting in the air and instead the sound of the orchestra floats through his mind to hers.

[giglio_madonna]

Of course he has a notebook at the ready. Luce can't be too surprised. She carries around things herself in case she needs to write something down quickly. Shifting forward again, she glances over all the notes. It's hard to compose everything onto the page into her own mind and how it would likely sound.

How handy Doctor has just the solution. Luce closes her eyes, humming along with the music, and smiles. "You have quite the talent for this, Doctor."

[trustme]

"Of course I do. I'm a musical genius." He reaches up to his neck and wiggles his bow tie proudly. "Let's see those professors over at Julliard put off that rumored honorary degree any longer."

[giglio_madonna]

"Oh, you're still on about that?" A titter made into her hand. "You don't need their validation, you know. You're already quite successful as it is, I should think."

[trustme]

"I know, I know. But it's still nice to have! You've never wanted to hang a degree up on the wall before so you could show it off to guests? And it'd be a great way for me to buzz those people who get offended that I don't have a doctorate."

[giglio_madonna]

"You could just write papers, you know." Another chortle as she takes a sip of her tea. "Something really smart and scientific that no one could disprove. Wouldn't that be enough to get under their skin?"

[trustme]

He nearly bounces out of his chair when he sits up at that suggestion. "Yes! ...Yes! Oh why didn't I think of doing that sooner? I've always loved the sciences and yet here I ended up so wound up in art that I forgot how good I am at that sort of thing! I could have been a theoretical physicist or a medical doctor you know? I just never pursued it, even as a hobby..."

What an odd hobby those subjects would make but still it leaves him pondering and that fuzzy feeling on the edge of his mind. "I wonder if I... I might be more involved in that sort of thing in my visions. You can't go into space without knowing physics."

[giglio_madonna]

What odd hobbies indeed... But they fit a man like Doctor, Luce thinks. He's already quite odd as it is. Wouldn't it fit him, to be a person who does strange experiments in the morning, and then goes off to do shows at night. It makes her wonder why he hasn't before, and her fingers make a quick rhythmic tap along her cup.

"It would make sense, I would think," she muses. "At the very least, there's no harm in picking up some things whenever we have spare time, right? Flipping through books, and all that." Her lips curve up into a teasing grin suddenly. "Just don't do science experiments in the kitchen."

[trustme]

"Ah. But Luce, cooking is a science in itself! The kitchen was made for experiments when you think about it. And that counter space and easy to clean floor is very important to a lab."

[giglio_madonna]

"Then I'm afraid that I-" Reaching over, she flicks the tip of his nose. "-am constantly doing science back there myself, so there wouldn't be enough room for the both of us and all the things we want to do."

[trustme]

He blinks, going cross-eyed, and gives a look like a startled dog when she flicks him in the nose. "Ah but the counterspace is so much nicer than a wobbly table! ...I guess one of the bathrooms will have to do."

[giglio_madonna]

"And with the shower and sinks being right there, you'll have an easier time cleaning things up as well." Chuckling, she takes another sip of her tea. "Look on the bright side."

[trustme]

"Hm. Safety showers are in labs for a reason. Bathroom it is!" What kind of experiments is he planning?

[giglio_madonna]

Safety showers, huh? "Should I be concerned, Doctor?"

[trustme]

"Not at all! Just don't open the bathroom door too quickly if I've been working on something. Drafts and surprises aren't very good for work that takes focus." With his multitasking abilities that won't really be much of a problem any way. "Don't want anything to spill or break."

[giglio_madonna]

The refresher on basic lab safety is something she never thought she would get out of school. Luce shakes her head. "And how will I know you've been working on something? Do we need to get you a sign to hang on the doors?"

[trustme]

"Post it notes will do fine don't you think?" He makes a writing motion in the air. "No touching." "Careful!" "Danger!" "Knock before entering." "Keep window open and fan on." "Do not use."

[giglio_madonna]

"The problem with sticky notes, I'm afraid, is that their stickiness leaves much to be desired." Which she suspects will give him new ideas, but oh well. "A white board we can hang up, how about that?"