DRINKING AND DANCING | ALL MEMBERS INVITED

"Okay." That's all she could say as he lead her away. Melanie wasn't quite sure where Brax was going to take her and at this point she really didn't care. All she knew was that she didn't want to spend the night alone anymore and the alcohol wasn't helping. quickening her step until she was closer to him, Melanie smiled genuinely for the first time that night. This was going to be interesting.

@braxton

Cori couldn't help but let out an innocent little chuckle as Taze grinned with his 'hot' apology. It was definitely a funny sentence, and it actually quite suited him to smile about it. It fit his flirty personality without being over the top. She raised an eyebrow at him as he said her cold skin was awesome... then glanced at their hands as he squeezed hers. He was right of course, it felt totally normal. It was... strange, to say the least. Suddenly she was spinning and being dipped down. Sadly, the song had ended. As they stood back up she pulled her hands away. "A drink? Sure, yeah. Let's do that," she was feeling a little strange now, because of the normalcy of their touching.

In fact, even though she had just pulled away, she reached forward, gently touching his elbow. "You're right. It does feel normal. I can't really touch anyone else for ten seconds without them turning purple..." she slid her hand down his arm and clasped his hand for a moment before letting go again. She turned, back toward the bar and walked over, assuming he would follow.

@taze

Pan let out the breath he was holding as the guy walked away and turned toward the door. He looked down as her hand was suddenly wrapping into his, and looked up at her face when she tightened her grip for a moment. He simply smiled, nodded once, and turned back to his destination. Once they were outside, he leaned against the wall, pulling her a little closer. "That's better, isn't it?" he commented. The cool air felt nice against his skin and the stars were bright above them. They could have been brighter, though, if they were away from this club of bright lights. "That's my moms domain up there," he commented absentmindedly.


@tylar

It had taken a good long while for Zane to finally decide to go out that night. Aimery didn't want him to go and for some reason he was keen on believing that it wouldn't be any fun. But he could basically hear the music from his little wing of the Hades House and stop himself. He had to go check it out.

The club was crawling with people barely old enough to be drinking and there were even more people that weren't old enough in most countries but were stumbling around drunk anyway. Across the room he spotted two familiar faces and decided he would join them, in the hopes that he would have some decent conversation.

He approached Ember Lynn, who he had known for some time, and Masin, whom he had never really spoken to outside of work, "Ladies. Having a good night?"

@masin, @emberlynn

"Greyson," Masin nodded her head at the Magister for Pluto, the Roman, another child of the Big Three. Luckily and unluckily for him, the weird feeling had recently started to fill the air again and Masin was up dor some fresh meat. Granted, she could still play it a lot cooler then most of these kids. "The night is going well, so far. It's a bit wild in here though, a little too wild for my taste," she shrugged. Masin could party when she wanted to, but this was just a tiny bit much. Still, she was having fun and Em needed to loosen up! Who better to help her do that then Masin? No, the night was still young.

@emberlynn @zane

Ember rolled her eyes, Great, a magister to judge her for her night time actions. Of course, Ember knew that Zane wouldn't judge her too harshly, he wasn't the type. She grinned and looked around carefully, trying to see if the dark haired reporter was anywhere to be seen. She looked at Zane and smiled, "Yeah, it's been all right. The crowd here is kind of....young." She said with a grimace.

@masin
@zane

Zane laughed, "You got that right. And I'll bet you are just loking around trying to see which people are using fake ID's to get beer, aren't you?" He looked over his shoulder before looking back at Ember, "You know you should let loose every now and then, Chancellor. you'll regret not having fun when you have kids of your own." He laughed and looked at Masin. The air was permeated with...something. He wasn't sure what yet, but the daughter of Zeus was starting to look really hot, not that she didn't before, "DeLisle, wanna dance?" He raised his eye brow and offered her his hand.

Bernard would've typically been listening attentively and respectfully to her words, but the ecstacy was influencing his behavior to make him act a little more insolent/drunk/flirty/whatever you call it.  He placed his elbow against the surface of the bar and leaned in a little closer toward her, twisting a curl of her blonde hair around his finger.  "Daughter of a minor moon goddess, eh? You've got some gorgeous light hair here, almost as pale as moonlight."  He smiled when she said she was a healer.  "And I suppose you've come at the right time to heal my loneliness."

"Hmm..." He pondered upon what a fun-loving farmer did for fun.  If he was in his right mind, he would've spouted out some answers readily, but now he was searching for the right one.  "We hit the clubs just so we can swoon over pretty blonde girls."  He winked at her before reaching over to take up his glass of wine, which he had left behind him when he placed his elbow on the table, and taking a sip from it. 

@amaryllis

Angharad wondered how she could best respond to Tristan's query about what brought her out here tonight.  There wasn't a plausible soldierly excuse, so she just went with straight honesty.  She was, after all, a straightforward and blunt person.  "I was curious," she replied simply.  And wow, not a hostile feeling toward this Greek.  Even if Angharad was convinced that she still didn't like Greeks all that much, it could be said that most of that bias, if not all, was gone by now.  She had really adapted and judged most people by their professions, personalities, and abilities, not their godly ethnicity.     

However, before anything could happen next, she saw from the corner of her eye the figure of her blonde-haired brother come back toward them.  He had the female dancer with him, and Ang wondered what he meant to do by guiding the woman to their group.  What she saw him do surprised her, and this was someone who really didn't care about romantic relationships (or so she thought).  She just hadn't known that her Braxton was dating Agent Thorn.  But then again, how could she have known? She didn't spend a lot of time with him and didn't inquire into any of that.  He could date whoever he wanted and as he pleased, just as long as he was a good solider.  But, still, it somehow took her by surprise...and she felt approval.  Two strong and hard-working Garrison soldiers.  That was a good match.

But anyway, Deacon was talking to her now.  She looked at him and listened to him.  It seemed that he wanted her to accompany him to eat somewhere else, claiming that this wasn't her preferred place to hang out.  She thought for a moment, wondering whether or not she wanted to leave.  But, with the booming music and dancing people, she figured that she didn't like it here.  She also was excited about spending some time alone with Captain Jacoby, even if she kept on denying that.  She nodded.  "I wouldn't mind, Captain."

@accaila @tristan @braxton @deacon

"That's the word I was looking for," Masin agreed. They were young, which made her feel old. Granted, she'd always felt more mature than the people her own age. "Actually, I can't believe I hadn't thought of that," Masin replied about the checking of ID's. Certainly the club had a system... Right? She'd be to talk to AB about that.

"He's right, of course," Masin told Ember, then she turned to Zane. "I've been trying to loosen her up all night."

Then he was asking her to dance and she shrugged, "you'll be ok Em?" She asked as she took his hand.

@zane @emberlynn

Everything was in full swing by the time Becca finished her makeup and made her way to the club. She had to admit that the place was nice, even if the whole light thing was way over done. Then again, she wasn't here to worry about the decor, she was here to dance and have a little fun. A club full of drunk, dancing people? Who could resist her under those circumstances?

It didn't take her long to find someone of interest. Her boyfriend was standing awkwardly by the door, looking confused. He really should have waited and went with her. "hey babe." She greeted sweetly, wrapping her arms around him as she spoke.

@geoffrey

Leading her to the center of the dance floor, where he could already tell she belonged, Ashton pulled the woman close, leaving her enough room to back off if she wanted too. He was a lot of things, not all of them good, but he would never force her to stay unless she wanted to. Moving with the beat, he began to dance along with her. "The name's Ashton by the way. Ashton Drake. Pleasure to meet your acquaintance miss."

@tere

Teresia smiled as they moved to the center of the dance floor and moved easily with him and the music, her eyes meeting his as he moved her closer. She took that movement to wrap her arms loosely around this shoulders, pressing her body to his as she leaned in and spoke softly into his ear so she could be heard over the music. "Pleasure to meet you, Ashton. I'm Teresia Sine."

Then she moved away for only a moment so that she could turn around, reaching out to take hold of his hands so that she could lead his hands to her hips. "You move quite well, gotta respect a man that knows how to move his body." She said with a teasing wink.

@ashton

"I try my hardest." He quipped, picking up his pace as the song changed to one that seemed almost impossibly faster. His hands were on her hips, exactly where she had placed them and his face was near hers in an effort to talk over the pulsing music. "Where have you been Miss Sine? This island has been incredibly boring for much too long." It was too dark despite the ever changing lights for anyone to see, but Ashton knew that he was smiling, amused by the sudden change in the night.

She smirked as she continued to sway her hips to the beat, brushing against him as she ran her hands along his and traced her nails along his arms for a moment. If this was his best he was pretty damn good. Then she heard his words and she could almost hear the smile in his tone. She looked back at him over her shoulder then dipped down, rubbing back against him for a moment before she spoke. "I've been at sea for a very long time."

@ashton