ethanbialecki | You're Invited. To a UV Rave. [Open]

For an event so well known, there had been almost no advertising. The venue located in an old warehouse near the docks that had been renovated purposefully for such an event. And yet it had drawn quite a large local crowd - to the displeasure of some.

Everybody that pays the entry fee receives a free glass of champagne and a small bottle of UV paint in their prefered colour upon entry.

Throughout there are bars serving a vast variety of drinks and 'paint stations' complete with brushes and vast arrays of coloured UV paints. Allowing clubbers to be as creative with their ideas... or just plain messy as they wish.

There are two DJs, playing in different sections, one with the more traditional 'Electronic Dance' style of music, the other playing a selection of requests and popular classics.

It's designed to be a night the people of Siren Cove will remember - or forget if they choose to drink enough.

(OOC: I realise we have quite a few people on hiatus. Please feel free to join in even if you're late. Tag whoever you want, take who you like and have a lot of fun. Below I have included a couple of playlists - but I have terrible tastes in music so feel free to find your own playlists as backing inspiration)

UV Rave: The Club Anthem Mix from hitchhikingon on 8tracks Radio.

UV Rave: The EDM Mix from hitchhikingon on 8tracks Radio.

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"Is it even possible not to?" she says, leaning in, and just like that she's dancing with him, limbs leaving glowing streaks in the air above and around her. "I totally knew you'd be here. I had a vibe. You are so pretty tonight."

"Aww, aren't you a sweetheart?" He grins and steps in closer, dancing with her with his knees bent so he's a little more on her level. "We can be pretty together!"

He still has paint on his lips, so he leans in to kiss her on the cheekbone, leaving a hot pink lip print behind.

"We are totally the prettiest," says Gemma, wishing she still had some paint left. Maybe she could scam some more from the door so that she can go around leaving lip prints on everybody too. "And just about everyone is pretty here, so that totally means something. I think I need another drink. Do you think I need another drink? Or something?"

"Mm, I think we could both use another drink," Davin agrees. He pulls his paint out and gets some on his finger so he can rub it onto his lips, and then reaches out to dab some on Gemma's bottom lip so she can have glowing lips too.

He puts the paint away and grabs her hand, lacing their fingers together as they head for the bar. God, he's in a good mood. "We'll keep an eye on each other, aye? We can share a cab. I think you're in my neck o' the woods."

"I so am," says Gemma, grinning and planting a kiss on his cheek to leave her own mark there. "Who knew? I checked out your infamous downstairs bakery the other day. It's pretty sweet. In, you know, all senses of the word."

She purses her lips and blows a kiss at the crowd and hopes it looks as awesome as it does in her head. She doesn't mean to, not in public like this, but she impulsively makes the glowing kiss appear to actually float away from her lips. Afterwards she figures in the middle of a rave it would be just about impossible to tell unless someone was watching her, so she doesn't sweat it.

"Aye? She's a talent, that Maddy." He tilts his head into the kiss with a cheesy grin and then thinks he sees something out of the corner of his eye, but it must have been a trick of the light. Or all the whiskey.

"So it's a deal, yeah? We're on the buddy system tonight." He grabs the bar with both hands and uses his body strength to push himself up, leaning over the bar to grab the bartender's attention. "Shots, my good man!"

"Whiskey again?" The cute bartender asks, giving Davin an amused smirk as he grabs two shot glasses and sets them on the table.

"That work for you, m'dear?" He says to Gemma, letting his feet hit the floor again as he looks over at her.

"You know I'm up for anything," says Gemma, leaning up against the bar. Draping all over it, really, as much as the other people and the height of the bar will let her. "Whiskey is always good. Oh, and can I have a cherry, too? Pretty please?"

"Aye, what a fantastic idea. Two cherries, then." He grins at the bartender and fishes out enough cash to cover the drinks and takes them, handing one over to Gemma. He clinks their glasses together and knocks back the whiskey with a happy shout. He lifts his head with the cherry held between his teeth, and then winks at her before biting it in half.

Gemma gives it a swirl and then knocks hers back too, wiping her lips with the back of her hand (leaving a smear of paint there, of course) and smiling as he toys with his cherry.

"But can you tie the stem in a knot with your tongue?" she asks him. "Oh, who am I kidding. You can probably tie it in a bow."

He snorts a laugh and nearly chokes on the cherry, bringing the back of his hand up to cover his mouth as he gets himself under control. "Oh god. Well, I haven't had any complaints."

He laughs again and eyes the cherry stem thoughtfully. "Let's find out! I'll race ya."

The stem is bitter when he pulls it into his mouth, and he closes his eyes in concentration as he tries to work it into a knot with his tongue.

Gemma is realy, really good at this, in part because she's actually practiced it as a party trick and in part because of...experience in other areas. But none of that means anything if the stem is too short to bend properly and she's struggling from the moment she pops it in her mouth. But she's still determined to win, even if the knot isn't pretty. She's fought tougher odds than this.

Davin knew how to do this, once upon a time. Once he discovered that it was a thing, he perfected it. And then he went on to perfect other things with his tongue.

He goes a bit cross-eyed and probably looks ridiculous, but he manages it. He can't pull the knot tight, so the stem looks more like a tiny pretzel from he pulls it from his mouth and holds it out, drunk and proud. "Ta da, an attempt was made!"

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