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.

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[astra_inclinant]

Mira hasn't been to a party that she doesn't know the hosts of in -- a while, and it's simultaneously anxiety-inducing and feels good. She's wearing a white sundress she could live with getting paint on, she can already hear danceable music blasting through the speakers. She's not sure who's going to be here, if she'll get danced with, if she'll have fun.

Only one way to deal with things you're afraid of. She downs her champagne and heads onto the dance floor, paint in hand, glancing around for familiar faces.

[davin]

Davin is having a pretty good time, thanks in part to the shots of whiskey. He's been dancing with people, some he knows and some he doesn't, and he's kind of gyrating his way across the dance floor when he spots Mira.

She looks a little, well, super sober. Maybe a little uncomfortable. She must have just gotten here.

Davin moves his way through the crowd, twisting and dodging until he can come up behind her. He has pink UV paint on his lips like lipstick and he steps behind her to reach up and place his hands over her eyes, tugging her back against his chest.

"Guess who?" He's drunk enough that his accent's gone thick, so it probably won't be hard for her to do so.

[astra_inclinant]

Mira blinks, jumping just a little when someone puts hands over her eyes, but there are only so many people who will do that and her guess is confirmed when he asks guess who; she grins, relaxing a little into his tug and the press of his chest against her back.

"Hmm," she says, tilting her head up against his hands and still moving to the music just a little bit, "I don't know, I'm sure I don't know any Irish boys, not who'd show up to a place like this." She grins, reaching back to catch him at the hip.

[davin]

"I know I'm a fine, upstandin' citizen an' all, but I thought I'd see what the sinners are up to." He grins and spins Mira around, giving her a hug and then pushing her back by the shoulders. "You're missin' somethin'."

He gets a devious look on his face and leans in to plant a kiss on her cheek, leaving a perfect, hot pink set of lips. He admires his work and grins, his own face covered with kiss marks and pink paint smeared across his mouth. "There we go! Now c'mon, ya need a drink in ya!"

He takes her hand and leads her through the crowd towards the bar.

[astra_inclinant]

Mira spins neatly in a swirl of white fabric into a hug, standing on tiptoes. "Well, I'm glad you lowered yourself to our level for tonight."

She smiles at the kiss, grinning as he pulls back and tipping her head dramatically to let him see. "Sounds like a plan," she laughs and lets herself be tugged toward more drinks. "So you look like you've been popular tonight," she says, eyebrow raised.

[davin]

"Aye, gorgeous. I've been makin' some friends." He smirks at her and throws himself at the bar, trying to get the cute bartender's attention. "Shots, aye? What's your poison?"

[astra_inclinant]

"Shots," she says decisively, and pulls out her paint while he waits on the bartender. "Surprise me. I feel like not worrying about things tonight. Annd - stay still."

She tilts her head thoughtfully, catching her lip in her teeth and creates a constellation in glowing blue paint connecting the freckles along the side of his jaw and neck. "There."

[davin]

The bartender sets down their drinks but he holds still, enjoying the feel of the brush dragging along his flushed skin. "What'd ya do t'me?"

He grins and pulls out his phone, and then drags her in to snap of a photo of them together. He turns the screen around and laughs fondly at the picture. It's dark, but their eyes and teeth are glowing, along with the kiss marks on their faces and the lines connecting his moles.

"Nice work," he says with a smile, reaching up to cup her cheek and brush his thumb fondly along her gorgeously freckled skin. "I'd do the same to you but I fear we'd be here all night."

He winks and then pulls her in to kiss her forehead as he pockets his phone, leaving another light set of lip prints before turning to grab his drink.

[astra_inclinant]

"Just making sense out of chaos," she says with a smile: that's what constellations are, stories told year from year by wondering stargazers to make the void and their place in it a little less random. Humans are all the same substances: in a way, it's not that different to look at Davin's freckles and find a line between them.

She wraps her arms around his waist to lean into the picture, grinning vaguely in the phone's direction. It's not bad - definitely instagram worthy.

"Yeah," she says, tipping her head up at the touch. "I'm more of a nebula with all this going on." She gestures at her face roundly with a smirk. She's learned to appreciate her freckles but she didn't, always. They're probably the most noticable thing about her, and kids aren't always kind.

She leans past him to grab hers and raises the shotglass toward him. "What are we drinking to?"

[davin]

"Did you jus' call me face chaos? I'm too drunk t'know if I should be offended or not." He laughs to let her know that he's kidding and lifts his own shot glass, scrunching his nose as he thinks. "So many options, aye? Let's drink to gettin' trashed and making asses o' ourselves on the dance floor. To good friends."

He gives Mira a warm smile and clinks their glasses together before knocking his shot back, shouting happily at the burn before slamming his shot glass upside down on the bar.

[astra_inclinant]

"Everything is chaos," she says, grandly, "you just make an art out of it."

"I'll drink to that," she laughs. Mira's gotten to be much more comfortable with partying since college, but alone she's typically a little restrained. Davin and she egg eachother on in a way that's probably ridiculous but feels comfortable, too. "To good friends." She clinks their glasses with a grin and slams the shot back, blinking and laughing at the burn of it for a moment.

"Come on, let's dance. Make your new friends jealous," she teases.

[davin]

"That's deep, Mir." He grins and takes her hand to pull her out into the crowd. He bends his knees a little so he's not towering over her and wraps an arm around her waist to pull her closer. The music is loud and Davin grins as he moves to it, leaning in to be heard over the music. "Will ya judge me if I try an' get ya t'paint on me more later?"

He laughs and spins her around, shrugging a little. Being painted on just feels like, really awesome.

[astra_inclinant]

She catches the beat, wrapping one arm around his neck when he tugs her in closer, the other hand free to move.

Mira almost laughs at the tentative phrasing and grins, spinning and leaning back in close. "Have I judged you yet? Spoiler, you won't have to try too hard."

[davin]

"Awesome." He grins and picks her up easily, spinning her around a few times before setting her back down easily on the floor. "I could get used to gettin' painted on."

[astra_inclinant]

Mira yelps, giggling when she's suddenly being picked up without warning like some kind of damsel, and holds onto Davin's shoulders, laughing as he sets her down .

She grins. "You're lucky I'm not drunker, Davin Kavanagh." She is just tipsy enough for that to be a fun name to say, though. She dances back in, grabbing his hand to spin him in a role reversal, and leans in after a second. "Hey, Prince Charming, wanna come smoke with me and I'll turn you into a work of art?"

[davin]

"Oooh, say it again." He laughs and lets her lead, spinning around elegantly only to come to a stumbling stop. He looks over at her with a bright grin. "Why Mira, are you trying to seduce me?"

He winks and then spins her around again. He hasn't gotten high in a long time, and he doesn't do it often, but right now it sounds like a great idea. "I'm so in."

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[astra_inclinant]

She laughs, spinning him in. It's his height, and them both drinking, that makes it awkward more than anything else. "Well, Davin, I don't think I'd be having much luck if I were," she teases back rhetorically.

"Awesome." She spins back into his hands, ending just a little offbalance and grinning. She's not exactly a stoner as much as an occasional, relaxed partaker - more often than Davin, probably, but less than some of her friends at Brown, especially now that she's at home and it's harder to hide. Tonight seems like a good night for it. Plus, it's hot in here and she could use the air.

"Come on," Mira says, taking a step back and using the hand she's holding to tug him back toward the exit. She can already feel the slight coolness from the door as she moves back from the crowd a little.

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[davin]

"Eh, who knows what my dick will want when I'm cross-faded." He laughs and twines their fingers together, and then practically rushes outside. The cool night air feels amazing on his overheated skin and he sighs happily, tipping his head back and closing his eyes. "Man, it feels great out here."

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[astra_inclinant]

"Oh, okay, in that case," she laughs, rolling her eyes a little but smiling, as he laces his hand through hers and heads for the door.

Outside, it's clear and cool, the breeze lifting sweat away and bringing in just the faintest salt air off the ocean. Mira lifts her face to it. "Yeah. As it happens, I'm pretty smart," she deadpans with a wink toward Davin, lifting her hair off her neck and closing her eyes for a second in the air.

After a moment she gestures them back along the warehouse, away from unknown eyes (and past a few people making out that she restrains herself from investigating too overtly). When they're away from the crowd she leans her shoulders back against the wall to pull out supplies and roll a joint, passing it to Davin first out of habit and offering a light.

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[davin]

"You are pretty smart. And polite," he adds with a smirk as she passes the joint to him. He lights it and inhales carefully, but his eyes still water as he holds the smoke in his lungs until it burns. He blows it out and coughs a little, because it really is not often that he does this. He hands the joint back to Mira and watches a nearby couple making out with unabashed curiosity, even tilting his head when the man slides his hand up under the girl's shirt to grope at her chest.

"You know, if I ever were to be with a girl, it'd probably be you," he says casually, still staring at the couple. He means it as a compliment, really. Mira's awesome. "Or Lara Quinn. Do you know her? She's super hot, right?"

They've never had a frank discussion about sexuality, but Davin's been out since senior year and he just gets the vibe that Mira's into girls. It's not a big deal, so Davin mentions it casually to let her know that she can be open with him. She can also just ignore it, and Davin won't bring it up again. Her choice.

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[astra_inclinant]

She shrugs at him. "The Kazmi hospitality had to rub off somewhere, right?" Mira takes the joint back from him, repressing a laugh as he eyes the couple.

"Really?" She blinks. Mira finds him attractive, but she's never really thought about it in reverse - for one thing because she knows he likes guys. And for another because there are lots of prettier people. "Dav, I'm flattered," she grins.

She lets out a long exhale as he asks her about Lara, glancing over at him. She's never able to talk about these things - but right now seems okay. "Yeah," she says after a second. "Watersong Lara? Yeah, she's gorgeous."

"You like your girls curvy," she teases, bumping him with her hip and passing the joint back.

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[davin]

"Yes, really. Jus' 'cause I'm gay doesn't mean I don't know what a beautiful girl looks like." He grins and takes the joint back, holding it between his long fingers as he inhales. He holds it for a second and tips his head back to release the smoke, nodding a bit as he does. "Yeah, she's amazin'. She's like, I dunno, old Hollywood or somethin."

He's high know, mind fuzzy and limbs heavy, and he stares at the couple making out like he's trying to solve a math problem. They're shameless and they obviously don't mind being watched, so Davin doesn't bother trying to look away. The guy has the girl's shirt up as he cups her breast, and Davin catches a glimpse of the soft curve of it before rolling his eyes and looking back at Mira. "Okay, seriously, boobs can't be that great."

[ethanbialecki]

Ethan feels a little lost without his sister or her friend. Or moreso in that he is used to being at parties with large crowds of friends or Esther so he's never found himself stuck alone. So it's quite calming to see someone who looks equally ucnertain of the surroundings. He's had a few drinks, but not enough to have lost sense of who he is. With a moment of awkwardness and perhaps a little bravery he gives a small wave toward the other on the dancefloor.

[astra_inclinant]

Mira looks around for a second, unsure if he's waving at her, but then waves back with a smile. The young man looks a little like she feels - pushing himself to be bold in the face of uncertainty - and she can appreciate that. She's pretty sure she's seen him around town, but that's true of most people in this town -- there's a general sense of familiarity to most people, even the ones she doesn't know, if they've been here for any time at all. There are fewer people in this town than attend Brown, it's pretty small.

She moves in his direction. "Hey," she says. "On your own here too?"

[ethanbialecki]

He can’t help but feel a little relieved when she waves back – he didn’t want the gesture to have come across as creepy. Although he’s a little surprised when she actually approaches, considering he thought she’d probably wander off into the crowd.

“Something like that,” he replies, “Got ditched for better company, but that teaches you not to go out with your siblings I guess. How about you?”