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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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Re: Greeting
Date: 2008-12-22 08:56 pm (UTC)From:He pauses, with a small chuckle. "Not necessarily my definition of fun, in most clubs. So you're safe from that." For the time being...
Re: Greeting
Date: 2008-12-22 09:02 pm (UTC)From:The changing colour of light, he finds, is truly baffling.
Re: Greeting
Date: 2008-12-22 09:11 pm (UTC)From:Under his shirt he's wearing the gold eagle, which is reflecting the different colors of light. "You could flirt with me, if you wanted."
Re: Greeting
Date: 2008-12-22 09:19 pm (UTC)From:Re: Greeting
Date: 2008-12-22 09:28 pm (UTC)From:"Besides, you can flirt any way you want. There aren't any rules on it."
Re: Greeting
Date: 2008-12-22 09:45 pm (UTC)From:He kisses Charlie back, amazed, deep inside, that he is allowed to do this -- that none here, perfect strangers, will take umbrage!
Re: Greeting
Date: 2008-12-22 09:50 pm (UTC)From:"Truly lewd, how?"
Re: Greeting
Date: 2008-12-22 09:53 pm (UTC)From:Re: Greeting
Date: 2008-12-22 09:59 pm (UTC)From:"You know that gives me ideas."
Re: Greeting
Date: 2008-12-22 10:01 pm (UTC)From:Re: Greeting
Date: 2008-12-22 10:02 pm (UTC)From:Re: Greeting
Date: 2008-12-22 10:05 pm (UTC)From:Re: Greeting
Date: 2008-12-22 10:11 pm (UTC)From:"I just wanted to touch you. Your skin is very soft."
Re: Greeting
Date: 2008-12-22 10:17 pm (UTC)From:Re: Greeting
Date: 2008-12-22 10:23 pm (UTC)From:Re: Greeting
Date: 2008-12-22 10:26 pm (UTC)From:Re: Greeting
Date: 2008-12-22 10:35 pm (UTC)From:Re: Greeting
Date: 2008-12-22 10:44 pm (UTC)From:He reaches out to run one feather-light fingertip over Charlie's right collarbone, remembering what he had said the other time.
Clavicle.
"I might roll up my sleeves," he allows.
He is wearing his clothes for going to future times tonight -- black leather breeches of timeless cut, a modern black silken shirt, the sleeves of which he now rolls up, exposing sinewy forearms. On the right, he is wearing the sliver cuff bracelet Charlie had given him; and, if one saw him from close by and in good light, there were some scars on it, his sword-arm, unprotected by his shield in battle; but they are thin and faint, three or five pale lines on equally pale skin.
Re: Greeting
Date: 2008-12-22 11:00 pm (UTC)From:He puts his hand over Teja's, and flattens it out so that his palm is pressed to his chest lightly. "I like you touching me." He smiles, hooking the other hand into his pocket. The jeans he's wearing are already low-rise, and the weight of his hand isn't pulling them up any.
but that might just be on purpose.
Re: Greeting
Date: 2008-12-22 11:06 pm (UTC)From:"I like being close to you," he says, "in the knowledge that you love me, just as I love you!"
Re: Greeting
Date: 2008-12-22 11:36 pm (UTC)From:Re: Greeting
Date: 2008-12-22 11:42 pm (UTC)From:Re: Greeting
Date: 2008-12-23 12:01 am (UTC)From:Re: Greeting
Date: 2008-12-23 12:06 am (UTC)From:Pause.
"Sometimes, there are those in Milliways that share faces," he adds. "If there were one that looks exactly like you, but is not you, I would not wish to touch him!"
Re: Greeting
Date: 2008-12-23 12:40 am (UTC)From:He pulled him close and kissed him softly. "You're quite unique, to me."
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