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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General
[Ankh may not drink alcohol, but he does like his ice cream floats. Some of the float creations may look a little like radioactive sludge or like someone had emptied a box of crayons into a pile of fizzy stuff, but they were all pretty good and he is willing to share with those who were not able to drink like him. When he wasn't dishing out the floats, he was perched on a stool in the corner, practicing his frowny face at the rest of the room, but it was mainly for show.

Well. Maybe. He has been getting prickly these past few weeks.]

Dance Floor
[Say what you will, but Ankh is actually a rather good dancer. It might be that he once shredded the soccer field as a kid, but once he got on the floor and had enough sugar in him, he was dancing like no one else was in the room with him. If anyone does try to cut in with him, he was going to change his almost break dancing skills into something a little more easy to keep up with. After all, it would suck to dance alone, now would it?]

Media Room
[Screw the movies. He was going to stream one of his favorite dramas on the big screen and doing it with all the comfy pillows and cushions and blankets all piled up in the center of the room. He will growl at anyone attempting to change the station or even throw popcorn but if you want to just chill with him in the pillow pile and let the madcap adventures of Korean explosive action go over your head, he'll be grateful.]

[That's a very nice and very comfy pillow pile, so Aramat mayyyy sit in one of the corners.

You can shoo her away, but why would you? Her heels are off and she wants know what you're watching.]

[As long as no one was bothering him, he doesn't mind so much if other people are in the room. He just snuggles under a red blanket nibbling on popcorn while the hero of City Hunter tries to ignore the cute special agent nagging at him about his shot out shoulder.

After a few moments, he glances at her and then holds out the bowl in case she wanted some. After all, popcorn with all the trimmings is better shared, right?]

Thank you.

[It's a absurdly pretty boy with bird-like gestures, really she should be asking him more questions but... too distracted by K-drama. She stuffs a good amount of popcorn in her face.]

[He just nods because of his full mouth - not because of manners he just doesn't want to waste food - and goes back to watching the show. When the episode ends with campy explosives and dramatic music, Ankh pulls out his phone and thumbs the next episode to pause and then glances at her.]

Wanna watch the next one?

[He's being nice here, well, nice-ish. He might actually even listen to her if he felt the urge to, otherwise he was going to start up the next one and let Lee Min Ho continue to destroy people while being a doofus. For some reason, Ankh really likes the way he is such a doofus too. It felt rather... familiar.]

I don't mind. You're Ankh, aren't you?

[She's heard he resembles and bird, and she can see why. Even his hair looks like the wings of one.]

[He nods and taps play, letting the stream continue to the next episode.]

Surviving Friday's lead, yeah.

[He picked out a couple pieces of popcorn and eats them, his right hand turning towards her, almost pointing at her even though he wasn't quite looking at her.]

I don't recall your name... are you with Pride?

Yes, pianist of Crown of Thorns. Pleased to meet you. [She offers a hand to be shaken.]

Really? You play a mean set of keys.

[He may not have full albums by other bands but he did like collecting songs he thought were neat. It helped to give him ideas about where to take the composing for his band's stuff.

His right hand made a slight jerk, fingers curling up towards him before he forced that sensation away so he can shake hands. He dropped the contact as quickly as possible, turning his attention back to his popcorn.]

I'm not much of a touching person.

Thank you. I do my best.

[She notices the avoidance and takes her hand away.]

I'm sorry...

That's okay. I just... have days when I can stand it and days when I can't.

[He looked at his right hand, almost frowning at the way his fingers curled slightly against his leg. He wasn't bothered by not being able to use it when this happens - luckily he was ambidextrous - but he knew just how weird it looked.]

I guess it's the price of getting famous, having to deal with things you really don't want to deal with.

005 ✽ We be all night

Ankh - ota

Media Room, visiting the nest ya know.

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