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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.]
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.]
Abel ★ STARFIGHTER
[Someone is very irate about all of this.]
[It's not that Hideki slighted him, or that Cain has to pay attention to someone else for the evening, or even that Abel is off sitting at the bar by himself while everyone is having a good time. It's just everything is so fancy. So expensive. There's meat here for crying out loud, and Abel...]
[...Abel couldn't possibly have thrown Cain a nicer party than this. And that annoys him deeply. He barely has a job and can't support the pair of them, there's no way he could have done something like this. But he'd wanted to, of course, when he'd found out that Cain's birthday was right around the corner. But Hideki had beaten him to it, the jerk.]
[Scowling into his glass, Abel sits at one end of the bar looking dourly at Hideki playing around at being a terrible bartender. He should move before he's spotted.]
[002]
[After a few drinks most of the edge has come off of his jealousy, and the dance floor calls. Abel's dancing is awkward, but at least it's more or less contained to his personal space and he's not flinging elbows and drawing blood. He definitely dances like someone who's only done it a few times before and just moves how he feels.]
[But if he catches someone looking or is otherwise interrupted, he might just try to slink away in embarrassment.]
[003]
[He shouldn't leave until Cain wants to, and Abel imagines he's going to have to stay until Hideki is satisfied that he's had a good enough time. Waiting on Hideki's satisfaction could take all night, in Abel's experience.]
[At least outside it's a little quieter. People are talking and smoking in small groups, but the pounding of the music doesn't follow them outside, and Abel is thankful for the break now that his buzz is wearing off and he's annoyed again. He gnaws sulkily on a wagyu skewer, his Moscow Mule condensating onto the table while he reclines on a loveseat and looks at the sky. He's playing around with a constellation overlay he found, tracing shapes and tapping stars to see if he remembers their names and positions. It's annoying how often he's wrong, and how often he's distracted enough that he forgets to guess before tapping.]
[004]
[Eventually not even loud music can save Abel from the exhaustion. Copper mug clasped between his hands, Abel is passed out in one of the booths-- sleeping, not intoxicated, with his jacket wadded up under his head like a pillow. He just meant to rest for a moment, but a moment has long passed and he's been here for the past fifteen or twenty minutes.]
[A few unknowns take note, and giggling, start moving towards Abel with a cup of ice. Somebody's about to become the center of the entertainment...]
[005]
((Or we can wildcard it! :D I'm over at
01!
She comes over to him and greets with a smile, taking a seat on one of the high barstools beside him. ]
Um, thank you for the invite. I'm not sure I would have attended without being sure I knew someone--
Sorry, did I come over at a bad time?
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[He gestures around to indicate the noise, the lights, the people. It's Hideki. It's a lot.]
Are you having a good time?
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[ Sympathetic and yeah, it's a lot, but she doesn't want to complain, to be rude. ]
But I'm enjoying myself. I've never had the opportunity to visit a place like this before.
Are you? You seem a little...tired.
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[He seems to be having a blast, in fact. Something that hasn't escaped Abel's notice and only serves to make him feel even more inadequate as a partner.]
And that's the point, isn't it? Obviously on your birthday you get to do what you want to do, it's not a democratic process.
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You know...my f-- my former employer, Jack, used to come to me for advice on many things, including personal relationships. I'd be happy to offer whatever insight I can, if you'd like.
Or just listen. I did plenty of that, too.
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01
This is ridiculous.
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He's ridiculous.
[Abel slides his latest empty glass into the neat collection he's formed, but that's probably his last now that Hideki has taken over the bar. He casts a dark, disgruntled look at the large child playing at having an actual job.]
Maybe there's another bar if you're looking for something that won't send you into an early grave.
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I know my order.
[vodka and lemonade for prompto. two drinks off the menu for dany and sansa. another of whatever cain's drinking. a pint of stout for himself. he looks again at hideki and his concoctions.]
Does he mean to serve that straight up?
[why. he glances through the cocktail menu. none of them are that.]
Did somebody ask him to make it?
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[He's eyeing all of the abandoned glasses that look nine-tenths full, and laughing that ensues as people waste what would have been perfectly good alcohol if it hadn't been doctored so heinously.]
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Is anyone else working this bar, tonight?
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003
The constellation overlay is one that V might step inside to make his presence known (by accident or on purpose? a good question), a line of stars flickering across his dark clothing.]
Hello again.
[Eyes cast down at the other, he notices something shaped like impatience. Or annoyance.]
You don’t look like you’re having much fun.
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[He waves the overlay away and puts a smile on.] I was quizzing myself, I'm apparently more rusty than I expected. [He chuckles and notes the cane, not long enough to have it be considered staring, but enough to think it was cruel to pitch a man out of the back of a van if he couldn't walk without an aid. Abel shuffles over on the seat to make room if the other man wants to sit.] It's good to see you again, have you been settling in alright? I'm sorry I lost track of you at the carnival.
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Don’t be sorry. It was something of a theme.
[Losing track of V at the carnival, he means. It’s said so lightly, so coupled with a lilt, that it might be considered a joke. But he continues, pushing the subject aside for now, not wanting to delve deep into the specifics.]
But I’ve been doing well enough. Look at me, already a partying man. [A huff of air, a hand splaying across his chest temporarily before he drops it.]
You’re quizzing yourself on… what? The placement of the stars?
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Yes, before I found myself here, I was a Navigator. I was part of a fleet of Starfighters, out in space, each ship required two people-- a Fighter and a Navigator. I had to know the stars like I knew the blueprints of my ship. Backwards, forwards, upside-down, during a war you couldn't always count on your computer to tell you where to go or what was wrong. [He hadn't been able to trust his own equipment in the end.]
Thankfully, I'm fairly certain no one is going to call on me to lead them through space anytime soon. [He says with a wry smirk.] So I can get away with a little rust.
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Heaven forbid that should ever be the case.
[He says wryly, in response to Abel becoming a native where parties on the regular were the norm.]
A Navigator, though? I must admit that sounds very fantastical, in a sort of romanticized way. Are the constellations seen from Earth that much different from the ones you know by heart? Or is it really a matter of being out of practice?
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wrap up this thread and put a bow on it?
4!!!
he, on the other hand, is a master of them. ]
Mister Aaaaabel, [ he croons, leaning over the unconscious form of said young man
with an ice cube in hand, he surveils the territory ( "the territory" being all the choice spots on abel's face that he can stick it ) and promptly sets it between his eyebrows. ]
You'd best wake up, or I'll be seeing how many of these I can leave on you to melt.
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oh my god
I live to serve
[Abel bolts up with a yell once the cold has a chance to penetrate his shirt, and he looks wildly at Xuanyu as he wakes up fully.]
What the... [He looks incredulously at the wet spot on his shirt.]
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Your belly button was so tired, it drooled.
[ it's just the inane, strange sort of madness that one can expect to come out of his mouth ]
The vultures were circling - I couldn't let them have you.
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002;
Are you leaving this early? ( soft, teasing. before his tone takes a bit more of a serious note; ) Don't let them bother you. It's way less fun if you're worried about what everyone else is thinking.
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More easily said than done when everyone can take pictures with their brains.
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It doesn't matter what anyone else thinks. ( smile on his lips still, loosening his hold on abel as billy takes a step back towards the dance floor. ) Or if they snap a few pics. I can totally see where you're coming from, but--being yourself is what's important, right? I'll dance with you.
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You will? [Abel's expression lifts, newly encouraged. It's not nearly as anxiety-inducing if someone is flailing around with him! He nods with renewed enthusiasm and gestures back into the crowd.] Okay, let's go!
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