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

[ethanbialecki]

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.

Comments

[bachjones]

He winks and circles her in a goofy move before falling back on the offered rhythms again.

"Nathan", he says, pointing at himself.

[bonniemcg]

Why Bonnie is sure it’s a fake name he gave her – she can’t be 100%. Potentially it’s just paranoia but she just goes with it, defaulting to her own typical fake. “Hi Nathan,” she replies, “Flora.”

Considering she would have been called Flora if her Mum hadn’t hated the overall combination of Flora Fletcher as a name, it’s not fully a lie. Thankfully Bonnie Fletcher had won out, to later be converted to Bonnie McGuinness.

[bachjones]

"Flora. Ain't that a flower? I won't call you blossoming, then."

He takes her hand and kisses it. "Nice to meet you."

[bonniemcg]

"Something like that, it means flower in general. Although originally it comes from a Roman goddess." She replies with a slight smirk. She probably should have just said 'yes', but names were pretty fascinating and she had drunk enough to not particularly care.

"You too," she replied, grinning although successfully not laughing. Bonnie wasn't used to hand kissing, to say it never happened in Scotland was probably not an understatement. Draping her arms over his shoulders, she tilted her head, "I'm not fragile you know."

[bachjones]

"Is it too early to compare you with both the flower and the goddess?"

He put his arms around her waist. "Did I tell you somewhere that I think you are? Because you danced like the queen of the world right there, just now. And fragile people don't dance."

[bonniemcg]

Giving a slight shrug of her shoulders, she added, "I don't know, is it? You can compare me to anything you like."

Bonnie bowed her head slightly at that, her nose resting next to the base of his neck as she chuckled for a few seconds. "Let's just say Scottish men go about... dancing very differently."

[bachjones]

"Scottish? You're a long way from home then. Only here for the party?"

He hugged her closer. "Or for cuddling with strangers?"

[bonniemcg]

"Bit of a long way to come just for a party," Bonnie stated with a small grin, "As good as it may be."

"Just cuddling?" She whispered, running a hand across the base of his spine.

[bachjones]

That certainly surprised him.

"Does that mean that you're from around or just want to be from nowhere for tonight and you need me to stop asking questions?"

[bonniemcg]

"It means, Scotland is my home but I don't live there anymore." Bonnie had no plans to go into further details. It wasn't like Nathan was actually going to want to hear a long story about the fact she'd been a cliche teen pregnancy and that her daughter was off with new parents. Going to live a good life somewhere without her.

And it wasn't a story Bonnie wanted to tell anyway. This was supposed to be her evening to just forget what had happened, and relax. Maybe she did want him to stop asking question. But there really was no polite way to say that.

So she opted for a distraction instead. Her arm resting on his shoulder retracted slightly, and she moved her hand to gently cup the back of his head, tilting so she could lean up on her toes and press their lips together.

[bachjones]

She is softer than he expected. Warmer, sweeter, like a Sunday morning brunch near the beach. She surprised him with the kiss, expected more of innocent banter before possibly turning to this.

But Bach wouldn't be Bach if he'd be surprised by a kiss for very long. He put one hand on the low of her back, the other curling around her neck ever so gently, his thumb caressing the back of her ear through her hair.

Sweet wasn't his strong point, but he tried very hard to keep it carefree.

[bonniemcg]

Bonnie would never truly claim to be experienced at this. Drew had led her to adopt the persona of someone who was, a combination of being sex positive and the need to one up his constant cheating. The truth was that other than one time with another guy, she had only slept with Drew before and he wasn't varied in his attempts at 'different experiences'.

Therefore she was hoping that Nathan would take the lead on this, without her having to do the embarrassing thing and ask. Instead she presses her hip forward and rocks against him.

[bachjones]

If that wasn't an invitation ..

Bach pulled her closer, his hand sliding down to cup her ass for a squeeze. Maybe Flora just wanted some above the clothes excitement, maybe she would surprise him.

"Hey", he whispered against her mouth. "Is that a Scottish thing?"

[bonniemcg]

All the physical signs of arousal were starting to display themselves, her pupils had dilated and she couldn't help arching her back a little as such close contact. She was probably a lip bite and hair twirl away from cliched, but it really couldn't be helped.

"Is what a Scottish thing?"

[bachjones]

"Sweetie .." Oh God, she was delicious, and definitely eager enough. Flora deserved a Rubens song, and if no-one was going to stop Bach ..

"Making good decisions around bad people."

[bonniemcg]

"I'd think that was generally more of a human thing."

Pressing their lips together again, she kisses him passionately for a few seconds. Gently nipping his bottom lip when she pulls away. "Should we... move somewhere more private?"

[bachjones]

"Sure?"

Bach already has her hand in his, pulling her along through the crowd. "I heard there were mattresses on the first floor. We could have a look around at least, can't we?"