queenoflogs | we're low on cash but seen another target

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we're low on cash but seen another target

Characters: Open to Everyone
Date: June 20th
Summary: A beach party.
Warnings: Just drop us a line if anything gets saucy, please.
Quick Nav: Mingle | Food | Fun | Dancing | Concert

My blood starts pumping as I drain my cup

It is clear and balmy in the Gardens when Wednesday evening rolls around. The northern solstice, Spring burgeoning into Summer, but it is always beautiful here, except when the Queen loses her temper or makes another rash decision. There are insects singing in the trees, and all the paths that head to the beach seem to have been lined with flowers and torches, leading the way down to the waterfront. From what looks like a severed ships mast, a pirate flag dances in the breeze at the center of the area, beckoning visitors.

The scene is set, a wide swatch of beach ringed with flickering wooden torches, music being played by a skeleton crew, the rest of their shipmates standing at attention, waiting to serve and to dance. They rattle and smile, and although it does not seem they can speak, they can most certainly laugh. It looks like a party. It just needs a few partygoers to liven things up. The inflatible sea monsters waiting on the sand aren't having much fun on their own. Some of the other decorations are a bit more questionable, fetishes of bones and feathers and beads.

But there are drinks, if you need some help loosening up. Each of the glasses grins like a jolly skull. Maybe you don't have much choice about drinking, everything's spiked and it smells like some of the food was cooked in alcohol as well. There is a great bubbling cauldron of stew churning over an open flame and set up down the center of a long string of wooden tables there's a great bounty to be had. Seafood of all kind: tentacled and shelled and exotic. Perhaps something you've missed from home? Some still bear their head and eyes, appendages stirring fitfully. Freshest is best, of course. Maybe you should toss your favorites into the pot.

At the very end of the arrangement, there's a number of desserts, the dishware all gleaming gold, but dented terribly from years of abuse. The largest of which is a fluffy white-frosted cake. Don't worry, there's plenty of booze in the batter. Below are bowls of candied figs, orange slices, puddings, sticky treats filled with nuts and honey, chocolate and rum bonbons, marshmallows to be roasted. Don't hold back.

When you're through - (or along the way?) - there are plenty of amusements besides dancing and small talk. A row of large wooden dartboards, sets of knives as well as a sign outlinging scoring and challenges (Why don't you close your eyes and throw over your shoulder? Maybe you should challenge someone to mubletypeg instead.) There's a sturdy pinata to be bashed open, a row of coals in the sand to be braved by novice firewalkers. Perhaps you could convince someone into that dunking booth?

[[ooc; Please enjoy and feel free to be creative about what accouterments might go along with a pirate themed bash, we really don't mind. Skeletons will be milling about to serve/etc, and all games/etc have hand-painted signs with instructions.]]

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She doesn't make a habit of pointing it out, or thinking much of it, but the fact remains that Samus is looking rather attractive out there on the dance floor in nothing but a white bikini. Katina's looking rather well, she has to admit as she starts getting more into the dancing.

Attractive is, in Katina's mind, an understatement - Samus is pretty darn hot. If she wasn't otherwise emotionally and physically occupied, she'd go for it, and even with that, she gets a little closer as they dance, enough to make a bit of contact. "You're a natural."

Samus notices and feels the contact, but doesn't particular mind, not today. "Thanks. You're doing pretty good yourself."

Good. Whether it's the atmosphere or drinks, Katina's glad to see Samus loosening up just a bit. "Eh, I've been around the block."

"Is that so?" Samus had yet to acknowledge that she had moved a bit closer to Katina, making that much contact with the other woman's body. "Maybe I'll ask you more about that some other time."

This was about how Katina liked to dance - close and personal, nothing rehearsed or fancy. Two people just moving. "It's not really much to talk about."

"That's too bad." Katina seemed intriguing enough, and hearing some of her stories wouldn't have gone unappreciated. Speaking of appreciation, the sight of the other blonde was one that she was rather fixated on.

"My party life isn't half as interesting as all the other crap I've been through." Oh, now Samus was looking at her as well - at least she didn't have to feel awkward about eyeing the other blond.

She could believe that, the same applying to herself. "Will you tell me about that instead? I'm pretty sure you and I have more than enough stories to exchange." Samus was finding herself making eye contact with her, finding their different colors rather captivating.

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"If you wanna sit and chat about it sometime... sure, why not?" Katina did like to brag a little. "We can save that for when we're sittin' around though."

"And not while dancing in a supposed pirate-themed party while wearing swimsuits?" Darn, Samus was so looking forward to that part.

"Not while dancing, anyways. Once we finish, we can sit down, have a drink..." Katina loops one arm over Samus' shoulder. "Talk a little."

"Sounds fine to me." This was all turning out better than she had expected, really. Samus thinks about it for a moment, until finally decided to place her own arm around Katina's waist.

Smiling, looking the taller woman in the eyes, she presses against her, her other arm moving to her back. Judgment just a bit impaired, she doesn't even bother to look for one of the girls who might take offense to this. "We haven't gotten to talk nearly enough in person yet."

With that much contact, their bodies as close as they were, Samus found herself unable to look away from Katina. Not that she had much reason to shift her attention elsewhere in the first place, really. It was... warm, being as close to her as she was, and despite the other woman's athletic physique, Samus could still feel a lingering softness to her skin.

"We have enough time for that." The bounty hunter replied, her face moving closer and closer to Katina's.

"Tons of it. Never gonna run out of free time here." Except for when her time's being taken up by Akiha or Subaru but she's obviously not too worried about them. Not when she's dancing this closely with someone else, for once actually having to lean up a little to get closer to someone here.

Maybe it was the party itself influencing her actions, or the Gardens as a whole. Or perhaps the fact that even though the beverages were "spiked" she still needed something to drink. Regardless of how it happened, Samus wasn't overly concerned it. At the moment, she shortened the distance between her lips and Katina's until being close enough to actually be kissing the other blonde.

Katina wasn't going to be the one to go that far (so she thinks), no matter how close she got, but if Samus wanted to go the rest of the way? She'd just grin, lean in as well, until their lips met, pushing up against the bounty hunter.

On any normal day, she wouldn't have ever entertained such thoughts. But on a day such as this one, things were more than just a little different. Sharing a kiss with Katina... It was a while before Samus finally pulled away, though still keeping her body pressed up against the other woman's. "Not bad at all."

Katina's a bit more reserved than she would be with, say, Akiha, what with not knowing Samus as well. That doesn't mean she doesn't enjoy it, though, and then she parted when the other pulled away. "You should try it more often."

"We'll see." Like she had mentioned before, she had more than enough free time on her hands. Knowing these Gardens, it wouldn't be the last time Samus' lips would be pressed against Katina's.

"I never gets old, I can tell you that much." She backed away a little, though her hands remained on Samus' hips. "You dance well, you kiss well..."

"Flattering me again?" Not she particularly minded having the compliments coming from Katina. "Keep going."

"And here I thought flattery didn't get you anywhere... ha." Her hands slid around to Samus' back. "We could be here all night if I kept going."

"Today's an exception." Samus replied, her arms around Katina's waist. "And I wouldn't necessarily be opposed to an extended stay."

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