"La varietà piace."

[sharktrash]

Who: Luci and Squalo. And you?
What: Lucifer and Lucifer walk into a bar...
When: Feb 5th-ish
Where: some unfortunate bar-like establishment in Vista City
Warnings: shamelessness, violence, Carnies, Squalo, the usual.



[ So, they agreed to go have a "quality bitch night". Then shit happened. Then shit was mostly dealt with, as much as possible at least, and obviously that means it's time for a perfectly respectable outing! Which apparently includes outfits like these, drinks, drugs, not banging, and leaving the place in ruins. ]

[ All in due time, though. It'll start off tame enough. Well, if a pair of mostly dressed rockstars making suggestive poses at/on the bar counter counts as "tame". Nobody's allowed too close, though, and the accompanying security's been instructed accordingly. It's a watch-not-touch sort of deal. Well, unless you like getting your bones broken, in which case everything's an option. ]

[ At some point they might take over the stage. Maybe even duet, though for the most part Squalo seems happier with the instruments and providing the occasional growls and screams. You should feel lucky if you happen across this performance; it's what live strives to be. Breathing, pulsing, genuine music. ]

[ Later they can be found drinking at the bar, or slipping away and returning in suspiciously improved spirits. At some point, things will start flying, breaking, and setting on fire. You know, just good fun. ]




(( OOC: feel free to happen across them at whatever point of time! please specify who you want to interact with in the subject line (though the other might threadjack at some point if allowed), you can have them both or one at a time etc etc. ))

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Luci & Squalo Get Banned From a Bar

[stylistic_disloyalty]

[This is probably incredibly unhealthy, but fuck if she cares.]

[No one's going to pat her ass and tell her everything's going to be okay. None of this is okay, much less logical. If she's burning out, if she really is about to die, the only way to do it is bonfire-style. No small candle snuffing for her.]

[So it's booze, and drugs, and nearly breaking wrists when someone reaches for her leg or ass. She's there to be seen, not manhandled. Again.]

Hey-- [She taps Squalo's shoulder while he's getting another drink and nods to the stage and equipment.] --lookie what we got here.

[sharktrash]

[ Now that's more like it. Live every day like it's your last since soon enough it will be, and so on. What's life worth if it doesn't include some fun, right? ]

[ Squalo will let her do her own wrist-breaking, girl can take care of herself, though he'll definitely step in to "help" if he thinks it's needed. He might not be very strong (yet), but his robotic arm is surprisingly helpful here. Just a seemingly small squeeze made delicate bones do crackling sounds. Of course, that and leaving his shirt behind means he won't be able to take off his coat tonight, but ah well. Small sacrifices. ]

[ Part of this whole ordeal may or may not be about helping Luci assure her control again. ]

[ He turns his head, and his face lights up in that broad dumb grin of his. ]

Oooooh. Feel like giving these trash something worth their money?

[stylistic_disloyalty]

I don't see any security. It's like they're begging for a decent show.

First-- shot. [She taps the bar and has the bartender pour her a shot of tequila. It's very apparently that Luci is wired and living hard right now. And once she's on that stage, that's going to be the pinnacle of it, she's sure.]

[sharktrash]

Any other special instructions?

[ He's grinning already, as he downs his drink because why take a shot when he can finish his whole glass instead. Sure, he's seen Carnival put up what can definitely be called "a decent show", but he's got a feeling it's gonna be something more here. And going by his trailer roof performance with her, it's ought to feel great. ]

[stylistic_disloyalty]

Second-- fly space. [Luci pounds her shot, claps, and indicates the frames holding the lights.] We'll look like amateurs if we don't enter right. You going to be okay without your cello?

[sharktrash]

[ Alright, he's not sure what exactly she wants him to do, but, yolo, right. ]

Voooii, it's not the only thing I can play.

[ Granted, cello is easier to accommodate with his... hand issues. But it doesn't have to be his. Maybe there's some instruments onstage. ]

[ GETTING UP! It takes him a moment to stand up straight -- guess that tequila was really on point -- but he's still in a pretty good state. ]

[stylistic_disloyalty]

Oiiii, just asking. [Luci grins and wraps an arm around his waist to help him stand up. Yeah, this bar has great tequila.]

You going to be okay to use some of those pulleys for a grand entrance? [She nods to the ropes up above the stage curtain.] I don't want you to lose it and turn this night into "Badass Metal Cellist Falls to his Death After Ill-Advised Satan-Inspired Publicity Stunt".

After the performance, maaaaybe both? :D

[scalpedsociety]

Guess who's here to support her boy and his (kinda) bae? This lady. Her hair, (and the feathers Xanxus gave her during the recording sessions she had with him is wisely tucked in a hat) with her outfit. She'll be calmly sitting at the bar with her own bodyguard beside her. (She learned her lesson last time.)

WELL HELLO THERE 83

[stylistic_disloyalty]

"Well, well," Luci sweeps up behind Tamara, her nose and breath ghosting over the back of he woman's neck. The next moment she's leaning on the bar next to her, smirking away. Luci is clearly in top flirtatious form, confidence and sex oozing from her every movement.

The bruises all over her neck are hard to miss, though, even if they're healing.

"Can I buy a lovely lady a drink?"

ALRIGHT THEN

[sharktrash]

Squalo's not far behind. He'll slide up to Tamara's other side, with his usual casual grin on his face. It's like she's caught within pliers of devil-ness or something.

He doesn't seem to pay any mind to that flirtation going on, though. Maybe he hasn't caught on, maybe he just doesn't mind, it's hard to tell.

"I allow it," he answers jokingly, and tilts his head at Tamara. "What did you think?"

Yes, he cares what his teacher thinks of his performances.

[scalpedsociety]

Well, this is quite a place she's found herself in. But it's not so bad.

"It's only the the polite thing to do, dear Luci." There's an affectionate tone, but nothing that matches Luci's flirtation. (And the marks on her neck...)

But she also turns to her dear student. "Perfect. A little grimy, but it's meant to be that way."

[stylistic_disloyalty]

...right, yes, Squalo's here. And Tamara is also well aware of this fact. Luci had almost forgotten, given how wired she is from the line she did with Squalo earlier, but she's polite enough to keep her mouth off of Squalo's mom while he's right there.

"Good, because I was going to do it anyway," Luci winks at Squalo and hails the bartender. "Three more of whatever she's having!

"Your son's a bad influence, Tamara," Luci starts, grinning away. "I thought I was coming here to break some little hearts, and then he had to point out the stage..."

[sharktrash]

That's very sweet of her. Maybe he should reward her later. Or, you know, they could get it on right here and let him watch. What's decency?

"Dirty," he winks back, then grins at his tutor. He looks pleased, like a shark that's just gotten bellyrubs. "Thanks. I've forgotten I actually liked to sing." Granted, his voice is rather... specific, but it fits with his genre quite well.

"Vooooi, that's not how it went!" Calm down, Father of Lies. "I'm definitely a bad influence, though." He actually sounds proud of that part.

SECURITY DOES NOT APPROVE OF THIS BEHAVIOUR

[charleslee]

[Connor-- Well, Jack was an easy fit for a security firm, the kind that hire out bouncers to clubs and whatnot. Built like a brick shithouse and, well... That was kind of the only requirement. And it's a good way to see the kidnapped musicians without artificially trying to get close to them. Well done, Connor. You're so smart.]

[Music acts who go around wrecking shop isn't exactly a thing you see a lot in the 18th century though, and Connor's kind of stunned by all this behaviour. It takes him a moment before he actually acts, grabbing a flying glass out of the air and putting it down on the bar before he approaches these two troublemakers. (Cool right?)]

I am going to have to ask you to stop.

Luci approves of Security, though. 8]

[stylistic_disloyalty]

[Luci turns around, eyebrows raised before she even sees who thinks he has bigger balls than she does. Stop? That word isn't even in her vocabulary.]

[But wow, this guy is gigantic. He probably could give Luci some trouble, but she'd rather he give her trouble of a different kind. Why get into a fight when there were better, happier outcomes? Luci slides up to the bouncer, eyes already half-shut and sultry.]

You're going to have to? Well why don't you go ahead and do it, darling, let me hear that deep voice again~

Squalo appreciates Security aesthetically.

[sharktrash]

[ Meanwhile Squalo is a little impressed by that catching of a glass. Without breaking it, too. What finesse, especially for someone built like a brick shithouse. Which is definitely a good kind of build, to be honest. He likes it. ]

[ Soooo he's just gonna slide up to that guy from the other side, grinning ear to ear in a half-suggestive manner. It's like he and Luci complete some kind of a satanic pincer attack. ]

Nice reflexes. Got anything else nice under there?

[ rip Connor ]

both of you stop

[charleslee]

[What does he do with this.]

[Connor frowns, looking between the two ruffians with a frown. He's certainly not interested in... Whatever it is that's happening right now.]

If you can't stop yourselves from destroying the bar, I will have to remove you.

can't stop won't stop

[stylistic_disloyalty]

[Aw, it's a Frowny Bouncer, one actually interested in doing his job. Well, she and Squalo can probably fix that, if he's got a sexual bone in his body. If he doesn't... well, they'll cross that bridge, etc.]

I think that sounded like an invitation to his place, Squalo. How about it, darling? [Luci reaches up to unbutton one of his shirt buttons.] Have you ever been in between two rockstars?

they only stop when they're dead

[sharktrash]

[ Well, there's quite a few things he could do with this. Depends where he wants to take it. Or doesn't. ]

Dunno about that, but I wouldn't mind you removing something from me.

[ CASUALLY RESTS A FOREARM against the guy's shoulder and grins at Luci. ]

Yeah, that's what I heard.

:D

[nuns4money]

[Admittedly Eda's been going out every weekend, not only because it's good for information, but because she likes it. Vista city's nightlife is fuckin' lit. So if she can go out, have fun and collect information on the brainwashed. Fuckin' win-win. And she's having a great time with Squalo and Luci playing, she's that blonde babe all in leather.]

[sharktrash]

[ That's one hot babe with good taste in clothing. He might be sending her some grins while he plays out the jagged rhythm on someone's abandoned guitar. He's nowhere near as good on it as on cello, but this is punk, the abrasive sometimes-dissonant sound is a plus here. ]

[ Then it's his turn to screech at the microphone, rasp and at points higher-pitched than usual, almost breaking at the peaks but that only gives to that unmistakeably rough quality. Bless punk/grunge/whatever kind of crap this is, it feels raw and real. ]

Blood rain -- stains my shirt
Blood rain -- blackens my heart
A thousand bloody faces crack my mind --

[ Blood rain. Why does that ring a chord? Ring a chord so hard. "Squaring the accounts of battle; washing away the blood spilled. That is the requiem of Rain." A fleeting moment; heavy rain pouring down on him, a sword making a graceful arc through it. "Make it rain blood, shitty shark." A menacing grin that's gone before he can really recall that face, but he has a bloody good idea whose it is. ]

[ Luckily, he manages not to space out too much and continues without a pause as if nothing happened; ]

What's done is done
I just always was
What's done is lost in memory
I never let it bother me

[ For some reason, it feels fucking true. Nah, using a sword, make it rain blood, whatever, he never once felt bothered by any of it, despite the fact that it never happened. Right? Right? What was that about lost in memory again?.. ]

[nuns4money]

[While Eda looks like she's enjoying herself, she is looking at Squalo's performance. It's intense as fuck but fantastic. She never really liked punk sonically, it was always too harsh. But the energy... it's the only genre it's perfectly acceptable to punch someone out. Revy taught her that.

And he spaces out... must be a memory.

He continues though, and she respects him for that.]

[stylistic_disloyalty]

[Luci glances at Squalo as he stumbles over the words, but she picks up after he's done to finish them out with this particular song. Probably best if he's starting to zone out. Maybe he needs a water or another drink.]

I've crushed a thousand ants
And I've flushed a hundred spiders
I didn't even know their names
I never let it bother me
Dead bugs on the sole of my shoes
Dead bugs clog the drain
What's dead is now long forgotten
I never let it bother me
No memories of anything, no feeling
No memory of anything, no pain

[It feels right, a little bit. The feeling like she has no memories, the feeling that people used to swarm around her and she just... didn't care about them. But now there's a pulsing crowd below them and she loves them-- she's never been to this bar, but she loves them.]

[Especially that chick in the leather. Luci follows Squalo's line of sight and sees her-- definitely looks like a kindred spirit for him. She grins at the woman and winks.]

[nuns4money]

[Well, well, well... who is this bad bitch assisting the shark? She smirks back at Luci from the crowd, go dance and sing with the asshole shark, girl. Do your damn thing.

The brainwashed just get more and more interesting...]

[sharktrash]

[ Nah. They're having a break. A tiny one, anyway, enough for Squalo to reach for a water bottle (and spike it with something from his pocket, no doubt), decide what song should be next (maybe this? or something L7?)... and share a series of looks with Luci before smirking at the Leather Chick again. He'll lean in toward his co-star. ]

Think we should bother charming that one?