oontz oontz oontz oontz [open]

[notlewis]

Good news, denizens of the good ship Stacy: Zokez II had quite the night life.

There was a club a short distance from the beach that promised "the hoppingingingest night in the city" in multiple languages (the message got across, at least) and once dusk had fallen you could hear the music from blocks away. Venturing inside would show off an interior design that looked like somebody had fallen in love with the neon black light posters of Earth's 1970s, with brightly colored and oddly shaped couches, stools, tables and bars. Even the drink cups looked like they'd taken a spin in a too-hot dishwasher, all varieties of strange and squiggly shapes. Aliens of all shapes and sizes had taken up along the walls and the holographic dance floor and the good times were certainly rolling.

As was the alcohol.

[ooc: OH GOD IT'S A *SPACE NIGHTCLUB*. Have at, party animals.

Here's some terrible mood music.]

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[staturity]

"Definitely the right place." When he leaned in she grabbed the collar of his shirt and pulled him in for another kiss, this time on the lips, and she wasn't in any hurry to step away.

O.K., yeah, he dropped off of the meatship for a while there but Nate had that effect on her. The kind where she forgot about everything else but her hormones.

[wheresmysuit.livejournal.com]

"Well goo-" He'd been about to say 'good then' but well, apparently his...girlfriend? That didn't seem right. His... what was she to him, anyway? Well his whatever she was, had found a far better use for his lips. And he didn't have any objection to the course of action she'd chosen.

At first it had been GLaDoS. But then he'd simply gotten so wrapped up in his work. He could barely remember the last time he'd eaten. And if he hadn't slept just before Stacy's call, he probably would have been doing that right now.

[staturity]

When Cassie finally pulled away she was grinning. "So, want to dance?" Or they could keep doing this the rest of the time. She wouldn't mind either way.

[wheresmysuit.livejournal.com]

At the sight of her, looking far happier than he'd seen her in quite awhile, Nate couldn't help but smile widely as well. At her request though he paused, raising a hand to the back of his head embarrassedly. "Uh, I'd love to. You may need to...show me the ropes a little though." Or a lot. Really, couldn't they just go back to the kissing? He liked that part.

[staturity]

"It's not that hard, you just move around and pretend you know what you're doing. I think." Really, she wasn't sure either.

...You know, why couldn't they just go back to making out?

"But we can try that later." She tugged Nate back in for another kiss, sliding her arms around him this time.

[wheresmysuit.livejournal.com]

"...Really? That's some really good pretending over there." He nodded toward a pair on the dancefloor who seemed to be in a world of their own, their motions matched perfectly as they flowed together as one.

That was a good question. And one that merited further-

And oh wait, more kissing. He could definitely get used to this. Sliding his arms around her waist, he pulled her closer against himself. Jonas who?

[staturity]

Dancing at nightclubs? Not bad. Making out at night clubs? Awesome.

Talk about motions matching perfectly and flowing together as one. Well, they weren't quite there. Yet.

Cassie stroked down the back of Nate's neck.

Totally awesome.