Club Risqué, Hollywood, Los Angeles, Thursday Night

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That morning, under the guise of calling her family to wish them a Happy Lunar New Year, Kathy had asked her sister, Sarah, about all-ages clubs in LA. After Sarah had spent ten minutes explaining that no one over the age of fifteen went to an all-ages club gawd, sis, seriously? Kathy'd asked if she knew about any dance clubs that weren't too keen on looking at IDs. Sarah had been so excited at the idea of her nerdy big sister wanting to go clubbing that she hadn't even questioned why Kathy was looking into places on the other side of the country from where she went to school.

Fortunately for Kathy, Sarah knew just the place. Situated in Hollywood, just a few blocks away from Paramount Pictures, was Club Risqué. It was technically meant to be 21-and-over, but the bouncers were well-known for ignoring IDs in favor of Grants. Or, better yet, Benjamins. While the age limit wasn't enforced, the dress code definitely was: dress to impress only, losers need not apply. There were rumors of the owners being a little shady, but even if that were true, there were no ties with the South Seventeens.

That was good enough for Kathy. After getting back from Selkie Peak with Edward and taking a long shower (a warm one this time!), she made a few more calls to let everyone know that they were good to go tonight.

***

Coming to LA had been the perfect choice, Kathy decided. Rather than freezing on the walk from their portal to the club and the following wait in line, they got to enjoy temperatures in the mid-50s. Maybe it was appreciation for the lack of shivering, but one of the bouncers noticed them right off and gestured them forward. They even got a break on their entrance fee; for an extra $200 he waved them all inside without even mentioning the need for identification. Once the heavily soundproofed doors were open, they could hear the loud hip-hop/dance-pop playing over the club's speakers. Even without that, the heavy beat was palpable, the floor almost vibrating with it.

A huge bar took up one section of the club, and across from it was the DJ's island. Along the walls were plenty of tables and padded booths for people to sit in, if they wanted to--or more than sit, as they could see when the brightly-colored lights would flash over them, illuminating couples making out like LA had been filled with pollen, too. More bouncers held positions inside the club, scattered in little pockets of isolation, keeping careful watch over the club-goers, occasionally touching their ears to hear information relayed through their headsets. Several doors dotted the walls, leading to the coat-check, a back room area in the bar, bathrooms, and a VIP area, where small 'champagne rooms' could be rented for the hour, or enjoyed by high-profile guests and friends of the owners. The rest of the space was dominated by the dance floor, filled with writhing bodies, while bubbles and even foam occasionally rained down to roars of approval.

"This is it!" Kathy yelled, trying to be heard above the din. So long as they stood close and shouted, they could carry on a conversation. "We ready to dance?"

[For the LA clubbers, please, and NFB! Up early for timezones and great SP]

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You Can Find Me In Da Club

[spin_kick_snap]

There's drinking! Dancing! Making out with strangers!

For whatever mischief a group of young, hot, hopped up on sex pollen Fandomites can come up with!

Re: You Can Find Me In Da Club

[spin_kick_snap]

Sooo, Kathy had never gone clubbing. Ever. But the salesgirl that had sold her the dress she'd worn to the Valentine's Day dance had managed to send her home with several different possibilities. One of those possibilities had been the little black dress she was wearing tonight.

That was club-appropriate, right?

Why didn't clubs come with textbooks? She could have studied!

Re: You Can Find Me In Da Club

[myownface]

Spark had a pretty good feeling about tonight. After all, he was the one gay guy in a pack of ladies, which meant that he was the only one playing his own particular demographic in the group. And really, after the horrible way Nar Shaddaa had worked out for him earlier in the week, he was about ready for a night out to go right for a change.

There were a few guys he had an eye on already, just a few steps in through the front door. Now the trick was finding one who had their eye on him in turn.

He was pretty sure he was in the right place for that.

Re: You Can Find Me In Da Club

[not_a_moonie]

Alana eyed the dance floor, eyed her pretty-but-impractical shoes, and decided she needed a drink before she tried to dance in them in front of people.

Not that alcohol improved coordination, but she'd never been the best at logic that way.

She went over to the bar and leaned toward a cute college guy, willing him to be the type to buy drinks for pretty girls. That type had never been exactly scarce, in her experience.

Re: You Can Find Me In Da Club

[beautifulsenshi.livejournal.com]

For someone as spazzy as Minako tended to be, she was surprisingly graceful and talented on the dance floor. Friendly, too. Boys, girls, she'd dance with everyone and anyone tonight.

Although she had two admirers (http://fc07.deviantart.net/fs70/i/2012/191/2/7/fanart__minako_by_oraclesaturn-d56oiac.jpg) in particular - a guy with long, blond hair and another guy with short purple-spiked hair. And Minako being Minako, well, she was doing her best to dance with both of them, sometimes at the same time. She liked them both, after all!

Re: You Can Find Me In Da Club

[giveherahand]

Mara wasn't making out with strangers, but she was definitely letting a few of them buy her drinks.

She suffered through any number of terrible questions about matching draperies first, which had taken her a few minutes to properly understand. Once she did, they didn't get to buy her drinks. They had very trod-upon toes and an earful of falsely-sincere apologies.

Re: You Can Find Me In Da Club

[spin_kick_snap]

At some point in the evening, Kathy was going to find her and point. "We need to dance together. Dancer." She pointed to herself. "Gymnast. Let's go out there and make everyone else jealous as what we can do."

Re: You Can Find Me In Da Club

[giveherahand]

Mara grinned. "You just want to see if I can still balance in my shoes."

Re: You Can Find Me In Da Club

[spin_kick_snap]

"Well, can you?" Kathy asked. "I mean, I still can."

And she hopped on one foot a few times to prove it. Her drink sloshed a little down her arm, but the balancing gave her no trouble at all.

Yay, super-agility!

Re: You Can Find Me In Da Club

[giveherahand]

"I've danced a lot in these shoes," Mara said, still smiling. "Watch the drink. You don't want to be sticky..."

Re: You Can Find Me In Da Club

[spin_kick_snap]

"Now I know we're free of the island's influence," Kathy said. "Neither my first nor second thoughts about that were dirty!"

Pollinated or not, she was still licking the soda off her arm, causing several of the guys near them to hoot and cheer.

Re: You Can Find Me In Da Club

[giveherahand]

Mara rolled her eyes. "Grow up," she said to them, slipping closer to Kathy and starting to dance.

Re: You Can Find Me In Da Club

[spin_kick_snap]

And Kathy was determined to make it good, because pollen, pride, and to really show those Neanderthals what they were missing while making stupid comments.

"Hate guys like that," she said.

Re: You Can Find Me In Da Club

[giveherahand]

Well, there might not be pollen, but Mara could respect good work when she saw it. She fell immediately into step with her, close in and mirroring Kathy exactly.

Re: You Can Find Me In Da Club

[kenselvren]

This was very loud! And so many lights! And there were a lot of people. And a lot of them were pretty. So Jalian was going to move with the music the way she'd learned people here did, as closely to as many of them as possible.