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one night of magic rush

WHO: Cain, Prompto, Hideki Maeda, and you!
WHERE: The popular Asylum club.
WHEN: Night of October 26.
WHAT: Cain and Prompto's joint birthdays!
NOTES OR WARNINGS: Beyond drinking/smoking, general wild party behavior, and fake friendship, there shouldn't be much. Will update as needed.

[Set deep in the downtown of New Amsterdam's entertainment district is Asylum, arguably the most popular club in the city. The exterior is cool steel beams and tasteful futuristic architecture with a long line down the corridor, suited bouncers posed at the entrance all armed with a virtual guest list. Its interior is fashioned with bright, colorful lighting dynamic to the music of the infamous DJ Semicolon, high ceilings and acoustic sounds to lend that feeling of a constant full-body hum. Any partygoers on the guest list for this event will be funneled toward the VIP section. They will have received an invitation a few days prior via their Cooltalk profiles. Jason is specifically blacklisted, sorry buddy.

DANCE YOUR HEART OUT. Nearly impossible to book without deep pockets or wide-reaching connections, Semicolon is at the top of their game mixing popular contemporary hits with Whitney Houston's classics. From song to song, Semicolon provides a unique and talented contrast of the slow to the energetic, so no matter your dancing style, you'll find something to move you on the dance floor.

DROWN YOUR... LIVER. Courtesy of the party's host, Hideki Maeda, the VIP section's private bar will provide an ever-flowing river of your favorite expensive high-proof alcohol. Pick your poison.

CHILL OUT. Tired on your feet from too much dancing, or just need a break from the packed atmosphere? There are plenty of comfortable areas where you can relax and take it easy until you're ready to get back out there. The lights around this area cycle through different colors in reflection of Semicolon's performance set, so a slower song might lend toward romantic shades of red while a faster-paced song is brighter blue.

SMOKE, EAT & MINGLE. Asylum will be serving real, fresh meat at this party, so enjoy that luxury while it lasts. There is also an outdoor area with a beautiful view over the city itself if you want to take your vape pen out there for a smoke, just get some air, or see who's around for a chat.]

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[Aside from the beading, she's made herself an otherwise simple white gown, strategically cut out at the sleeves and open backed, held with a small silver wolf's head clasp. It's a purposeful advertising tactic, and she's hoping to catch as many an eye as she can.

The spectacle, the scale of this party is a thing to behold. And though she had never been one to shun this sort of thing, (she'd gladly taken part in many of them in Anatole and Clock) the idea that this much money is being spent so freely when people are in need ...it gnaws at her, and she's slow to return to the conversation at hand, which just now seems to be ...cheese?]

You should make a game of it. Every time you can't name the cheese, you take a swig of a different ale.

[She's happy to see Daenerys among them and seemingly more adjusted, though she can't help but notice how she, too has sought out this spot - just enough away from the thick of things. She's impressed with Prompto's hair handiwork, and she takes no pains to hide her admiration of it.]

Oh, so you thought cutesy hand warmers with little faces on them suited me instead?

[He raises a disbelieving brow, arms coming to cross over his chest. Don't think he hasn't noticed the insistent niceness. Still, it's better than an alternative, and he doesn't have any true ill-will toward Wei Wuxian. A thought comes to him then -- reflective on their last conversation.]

Hey, forgot to ask that guy about you. What were you trying to make me check? That you weren't flirting intentionally?

[He listens, content to lean against each other at the bar while the wait for Billy's drink. Of course it causes his mind to reflect over his relationship with Abel -- it would be impossible not to turn in that direction. Occasional spats or misunderstandings, moments of friction, but still there for each other. At least, that's what he intends now that they have this chance. It's still such a fresh thing compared to the weathered scope of Billy's experience with Teddy.]

Yeah, but. How do you know?

[May as well come clean. Cain gestures out toward the crowd, where a particular blond-haired young man stands on the fringe of the crowd speaking to someone else.]

That's... Abel. He was the, uh. Ex I mentioned. [Was.] Showed up when we got dumped in New Tokyo.

( the bartender returns, and billy takes his drink with a quiet thank you, leaning around cain to get to it. doesn't stop leaning against him, because he definitely doesn't want to stand on his own right now. too much effort. there's a sip, a thoughtful sound after. he's--not a relationship expert. everything with his own has been a mess since the beginning. through numerous kidnappings and numerous things that would have been enough to break everything down but didn't.

still, he turns eyes to abel. grins, because he recognizes him. )

We've met. Danced a little. ( another sip, and billy offers the fruity drink to cain. ) I don't have an exact answer for you, everyone's different. Teddy and I have been through a lot--this isn't even our first multiversal kidnapping, and god, I can't even count the amount of times I've pulled stunts that pissed him off, but.

( a little hard to get into without going in depth about his own struggles with his mental health, with teddy's parents, with the avengers and all of that's a little too long to explain when he's tipsy, so. )

We've always been stronger together than apart, and I'm pretty sure that's a good way to tell. If being with the other person makes you an even better person, if you can accomplish things together that you never thought you'd be able to do before them, if being with them makes you want to try harder, to be better--even if they say you're amazing just as you are and love you regardless of your faults, I think that's more than enough.

(hands clasp at his back, out of the way. prone to fidget and worry, that's where they've begun to settle recently in an attempt to hide his own very obvious tells. it's lively in there, with music, drinks, dancing, and food, but being tempted by real meat hors d'oeuvres isn't something he'd like to get used to.

so connor stands alongside angel, a little ways down the sidewalk. her voice is what catches his attention fully, unassumingly pretty.)

Yes, I do. Even with an entire galaxy explored, it's vast beyond imagining. (gravitating closer to a conversational closeness, his shoulders hitch into a subtle shrug; he's a ground-oriented man with his focus elsewhere. still, he can admire it.) I was lucky enough to get to go, once — my friend and I went to the moon. Is that something you'd be interested in?

[ No, shit like this doesn't just happen, even in her world of the weird and wonderful. It will be, as the decades march on into the present Fitz is from, but as of her point in time it's only just beginning. And yet she feels relatively capable of handling whatever's been thrown at them so far — with some stumbles along the way, but she's only human. Good that they have each other to lean on. Good that they have others better versed in the chaos to find the sense in it.

So she nods, then she listens. She had asked, after all, and Cain fills in the blanks she's had since the dreams without prompting. He's not much older than she was when she leapt into the war and the road leading to his wasn't easy to begin with. ]

Don't sell yourself short, Cain. [ Peggy looks out to the glittering city beyond. ] When I was a little girl, I'd dreamed of a life of adventure. I lost sight of that somewhere along the way. [ A beat, and she huffs out a breath and amends, ] No, I let the world drum it out of me. So much so that when I was recruited, I was convinced they'd made a mistake. I turned them down at first. But here I am.

[ She bumps her shoulder to his, light and easy. ]

You might surprise yourself, too.

(he practically invited himself, prone to that when there's good company — even markus might appreciate this sort of music, recognizable singers with actual talent, culture, and lyrics to enjoy. instead of that bass-heavy, indecipherable electro-pop you can feel knocking on the inside of your ribs.

so connor's there at the bar on a stool out of the way, waiting for an opportunity to chat and give his birthday wishes. prompto comes to him and there's the angry sting of a fresh wound he's professional enough to smile through, sad for what's happened months past but otherwise thrilled to see him. they both remember the sort of person they lost, now they're two souls left to handle things by themselves. as it is, he hopes his presence doesn't dredge up bad memories.)

With that description, Prompto, we'll find it in no time. (sarcastic, harmless ribbing, for a young man who enjoys that sort of thing, lopsided smile fond when it makes an appearance. a hand raises to steady him — attempts to, anyway, with a warm hold lingering on his shoulder.)

Are you alright? You've been doing some celebrating...

I thought you looked miserable in the cold.

[ in the dream, in that place of snow and the skeleton of a ship.

he leans back as well, positioning himself within arm's reach of cain as he tips his head back and looks up at the starless, neon-rich skies. there's a lack of natural in the world that he mourns, though he embraces the new way of living life in the city. and he chokes a little, comedically, when cain brings back up his "flirting".

the look he gives him is withering: ] No. Just that I -- that it doesn't come off like that to anybody but you!

[ please don't bring it up, he had a gay panic moment a while ago and literally ran from the feelings ]

[ bobbi's lips quirk up. ]

Let me get myself a drink and I'll tell you all about it. Want one, too?

[At least Abel makes for decent company. Easy-mannered, polite, and not too loud. V appreciates it, and replies in an unaffected way.]

It'd be a lie if I said I came completely unwillingly; no one truly twisted my arm, though I do feel as if there was a small amount of obligation hanging over my head.

[Prompto had invited him, and being his new roommate (and someone who had helped him quite a bit since his arrival here), it felt... blatantly rude to decline.]

So you could say... I'm counting the minutes with resignation. Until my roommate declares that it's time for us to leave, and only then will I be free.

[Or so he thinks.]

[The tilt and change of scenery takes all of his attention, young daylight flooding across his peripheral where once there were only walls and buildings caging them in. Even the air is crisp and damp when he inhales a breath. For the space of one moment, Cain wonders if he's been returned back to that dream-world, plunged into the disorienting nature of wilderness and left to fend for himself.

But he's not alone, Abel's body is warm and close by, and the movement of him shifting to stand manages to root Cain back into the reality of this moment. Or the simulated reality. He hasn't experienced much of VR up to this point, but now he recalls their conversation about it when they were still stranded in New Tokyo.

He rises dizzily to his feet, gaze spanning the panoramic view over the guardrail.]

What... [Welcome to Earth. Cain whips around, excitement palpable and clear in his expression. It's not the Earth of New Amsterdam, not even the Earth of one of the dreams, but their Earth. The bright blue marble he's seen only in images and grainy vids. Somewhere out there, a vast reach, where Abel lived.] Holy shit, this is amazing.

[His gaze drops to the motorcycle.]

Wait, is that yours? And all this is where you're from?

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[As Billy tells him they've danced, Cain glances between the two, briefly entertaining that image. So sue him if he doesn't think it would've been hot to witness, even if the interaction itself was quite innocent and platonic.

Without thinking, he reaches for the drink and brings it to his own lips, makes a face when his mouth is flooded with that bright sweet flavor. Not his style, but could be worse. And it's cute Billy's sharing. And saying the rest of that, which -- Cain is careful to keep his eyes away from direct contact. It's a bit too much heartfelt sentiment for someone like him who keeps it all close, hidden, disguised from a world he's had to be tough in to survive.

There is still one aspect he can comment on without shame.]

Abel is... different. From the other Navigators. Before I really knew shit about him, he was volunteering us for a suicide mission just 'cause he wanted to save everyone. [Cain hands back the drink.] Drove me crazy. Nothing I would've picked for myself. Dunno how we're both alive still, honestly.

[He watches Billy for a moment.] Hey, if Teddy shows up, I'll remember to tell him all this romantic shit you said about the two of you.

[Miserable not from the weather, but he won't share that. The cold is part of life on Mars. He's far more accustomed to it than others as a result, given why the experience in New Tokyo was nothing new in terms of extreme weather.

That reaction only eggs Cain on.]

Maybe I'm the only one brave enough to say something. Most people don't know how to react when someone flirts with 'em, either they don't have the self-esteem to think it's serious or they're too oblivious, or too shy, or too polite, whatever reason. Maybe you don't mean it. But you definitely flirt, buddy.

[Hope this is a wakeup call for you, Wei Wuxian.]

( the face is hilarious. enough that billy's stifling a laugh as he takes his glass back, takes another few drinks out of it. cain's--embarrassed? something like that. more timid about his emotions, he's guessing. it probably has to do with that bad boy exterior he tries to put up a front for. he gets it. )

I've done the same. The--stupid, reckless, suicidal missions to try and save others. ( teddy has, too. they're superheroes, it's part of the job title. but they both nagged each other for it all the same. ) But you still went with him, right? You supported him through his choice even if you wouldn't necessarily volunteer for that yourself. ( that's what he's getting from this at least.

and billy turns a bright smile to cain, takes another sip before he's speaking again. ) Feel free to. Teddy knows.

( they're both gross, hopeless romantics in love. the cheesy stuff just comes naturally. )

[ This should be usual for someone within her age range, it's only a fresh experience for her due to abnormal circumstances...no biggie for anyone else.

She shakes her head at his question ]

No, I worry my lack of experience would make others uncomfortable. I'd hate to step on toes. Literally.

[ A cover, she's just nervous, wants to experience this new freedom so badly while overwhelmed at all the possibilities in front of her. She goes to feign a sip from her drink again, but is put off by its strong smell before she can even let the liquid touch her lips. ]

[it's free, so he nods, though he's tempted to offer to fetch it himself.]

I wouldn't mind one. It's just ale for me tonight--anything good and dark.

[he grins.]

I'll save you a waffle.

[Abel's heart soars at Cain's expression. Watching him marvel at the view is incredible, and makes every hour of sleep he lost worth it and then some. He could honestly cry. And they haven't even started riding yet, this is just the view.]

[Only a little overwhelmed, he smiles and gestures down the hill.] My parents house was just down there. [Conspicuously absent from Abel's point of view, but Cain wouldn't know. He'd race up this hill away from the house and that would satisfy him some days-- just the physical act of putting distance between himself and the expectations. And then when he came back down, it loomed like the house was shaming him for running. He hated it. So it's just not there anymore.]

[Abel runs his hand fondly over the shiny red motorcycle, his best friend, carrying him everywhere and away.] I'd drive up this hill all the time, almost every day the last few weeks before I deployed. Whenever I felt like I needed to run, or remind myself of what I wanted to protect.

Hmm.

[he agrees, in a sleepy sort of way, as if his body finally realized how soft these cushions are and how very comfortable they are. it's almost like they could be the perfect spot for a quick nap—and so prompto shifts and picks up his legs, til he's leaning against his side and he's basically curling onto himself, jacket a light defense against the cold that will later settle over his arms.]

's been fun, even if it could just have been a pool party with toast and juice. [clearly, prompto has had high standards for what parties are] Could y'wake me up in like some five mins?

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Dude.

[despite the fact that this is a party for both cain and prompto, the blond has been so taken by everything in this club that he's barely really had time to sit down or collect himself momentarily. finding cain was something he had been intent on doing, but found it hard to do so.]

[it's only now that, by chance, he's managed to run into the to-be birthday boy, a light punch on his arm and a stupid grin at the tight shirt, the lights streaking it a wild amount of colors but letting the gold shine through regardless.]

I got you something! [atop the music, the only way prompto's going to be heard is by leaning in and shouting a bit. he helps make his point by pushing forward a small box, containing these. that's all the box is, however. no wrapping whatsoever.] I saw them and thought you'd be cool enough to wear 'em!

Oop!

[it's not so hard for abel to move prompto around, really. he's too malleable at this point—and all he really has to do is land heavily on the designated booth and use the table as a point of balance, steadying himself as he gets a glass of water set in front of him.]

[just as soon as it's before him, he takes a long gulping of it.]

It's not that great, [after setting the glass down and keeping his hands steady around it] but it's pretty okay. How would I get hurt?

[sorry that you're dealing with him drunk, abel.]

Yeah!

[he barely hears the question, but he's think he's managed to catch the intent of them. (besides, 'yeah' is always a good enough answer for anything)]

[he gives billy a hip check and keeps on to the music]

Did you just get here? Is Tommy around, too?

[he hoots for her when she does, finally, seem to relax and does a twirl. it's exciting to see others having fun—and he's happy to be the propagator of that experience.]

Yeah! I mean, I could have done with something less, but I can't complain right now! It's been fun!

[random guy hooks up to him for a high five, and prompto delivers, attention veered away from angel for a moment before he returns to her.]

It's pretty loud, huh!

I thought I had a forever free-admission ticket to you guys's for dinner so long as I mentioned it ahead of time?

[he looks a little hurt, but this is him playing a part. of course he knows that he should just check in to ask if he could drop by and that—were they available—he could head on over. his expression does turn into a smile soon enough.]

I can always make time for y'guys. It's, like, incredible that Illya made it in the first place.

[prompto also knows how much illya hates it in places like this...]

Will it be a suit-and-tie dinner?

[soon as they approach the table, sansa is speaking—and prompto is just so tickled by the way the people of westeros speak. it makes him feel special, important. he can't help but return her smile.]

You're prepared for it, like it's an actual thing you had to take into consideration?

[he takes across from her, looking up at jon and then back to the girl before him. feet on the bar of the stool, knees jogging, and propped onto his arms— prompto leans forward.]

Sansa. As long as I can eat a waffle now, I don't mind sharing with everyone. I'll especially like eating waffles with you!

[but, in any case, he's easy]

Y'know—

[he's leaning back, hands on his waist and giving wwx an amused look.]

I don't know if I'll need any suggestions, so you might as well slap me with some of 'em so I can make a clearly educated decision in the near future.

[don't say condoms]

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