Yrael, the Eighth Bright Shiner (
mogget_cat) wrote2008-12-21 08:27 pm
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Axel's Heartday Party
The door from Milliways connects to the entrance to a large dance club, lit in varying shades of greens, blues, reds and oranges. The ceiling is high and black, decorated with hanging swaths of vividly-colored fabric. A black bar with a line of matching barstools lines one wall, lit from above by candles, from below by colored lights hidden under the rim of the bar itself. It is certainly well-stocked with many types of alcohol, and with actual bartenders to dispense it.
Down a short, central stairway the room opens up into the main dance floor, the walls and floor lit from within by ever-shifting colors, as well as light streaming down from the lights near the high ceiling, co-ordinated to match the current colors of the floor and walls. To the right of the entrance are various sitting areas of couches and comfortable chairs, all lit by a combination of candle-light and the light from the colored wall-panels.
The night is young, the music is playing, and the party's just getting started.
(ooc: Party post! Mingle, thread-hop, have a good time! This post is open for as long as people want it to be, i.e. forever. ^__^!)
(ooc2: Azy says that if Axel abruptly disappears, it's because she's on satellite internet and there's a storm going on where she is. The interference might cut out her internet connection.)
Down a short, central stairway the room opens up into the main dance floor, the walls and floor lit from within by ever-shifting colors, as well as light streaming down from the lights near the high ceiling, co-ordinated to match the current colors of the floor and walls. To the right of the entrance are various sitting areas of couches and comfortable chairs, all lit by a combination of candle-light and the light from the colored wall-panels.
The night is young, the music is playing, and the party's just getting started.
(ooc: Party post! Mingle, thread-hop, have a good time! This post is open for as long as people want it to be, i.e. forever. ^__^!)
(ooc2: Azy says that if Axel abruptly disappears, it's because she's on satellite internet and there's a storm going on where she is. The interference might cut out her internet connection.)
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"Warm enough?" Silly question.
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"Yeah," he replies. "This is nice."
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She almost did, considering the club clothes that she had to choose from were questionable at best. Fortunately, she was able to find a fairly modest green cocktail dress. Still slim, short, and sexy, though.
"If it isn't tonight's honored guest," she says, giving him a hug.
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"Mia."
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Demyx kisses Axel when he sees him... Axel's friends don't care about their relationship, after all.
"Your present is gonna have to wait until later."
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"I burn in anticipation."
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He's not wearing the coat or gloves again, though the boots look a bit familiar under the tight jeans and bleeding heart t-shirt.
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He has been to New Orleans before, to hear Yrael play, and to buy his own guitar -- but this is unlike anything he has ever known. Both music and lights are utterly unlike anything he knows.
Surely, not even Rome in its heyday has known such displays!
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With his hands in pockets, he's leaning a hip against the wall, idly surveying the rest of the club. Looks moderately similar to a few he's been to. "Come on."
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"Not in one like this," he says. He has to speak a bit louder than usually, to be heard.
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"You get used to it after a while," he says, calling above the music. "Honest."
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Axel grins, and waves from over near the bar.
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Drinks
A full staff of bartenders, waiting to make you a drink or three.
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Alex reaches for the Hpnotiq and a champagne flute, swiftly measuring the ingredients before setting the glass on an Ampersand napkin on the bar.
"There you go," he grins. "Something Blue."
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She takes a seat, smooths out her skirt, and waits patiently for a bartender to get to her.
She's not going to interrupt such important work as getting drinks for people for her little old needs! =o
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Axel is certainly dancing; are you?
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She might have to see if she can talk Axel into leading, though. Much like they did back on that memorable Mardi Gras.
"I'm not really used to this sort of dancing," she admits over the music.
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