Random RP, Anyone?

[Leon]

Rather than dancing like many of the others, William stayed put and leaned back in his chair and continued listening to the singer.

[Meryck]

"This is how we dance when
When they try to take us down
This is how we'll sing out loud
This is how we'll stand when,
When they burn our houses down
This is what will be, oh glory"

The song died away, gently. The audience whirled around and applauded loudly. The girl grinned, thumbed up, then hopped off stage.

When she rounded back around to the demon, he had stopped shaking, but he was looking at her balefully.

"...What?"

He remained silent.

"...Oh, c'mon. You're not gonna go beserk just because of that."

He still looked at her, silently. She huffed.

"Okay, mister, we're gonna cheer you up." As the band returned to the normal songs and the regular routine of the club returned, she grabbed her partner's hand. A slow song. Perfect.

[Glyph]

Glyph applauded enthusiastically, Vesper more subdued, when the song ended and the human girl left the stage. Grinning, the hedgehog turned to the bat, who leaned away slowly. He didn't like the look in her eyes.

"Hey Vesp, wanna dance...?"

[Meryck]

The white haired boy was blushing heavily as the girl dragged him to the dance floor. "Reggie, n-no, I--"

"Hush. You're gonna enjoy yourself, and you're gonna not whine about it, Ran."

"B-b-but I--!"

"I said hush." Reggie turned and promptly placed her arms around his shoulders. Unthinkingly, her wrapped his arms around her waist before blushing madly. She gave him no oppertunity, though.

At first, it was tense due to the demon's panicking. But slowly, that maddening scent dulled his senses. Nothing was there.

Nothing but Reggae.

Ran gently rested his head on her's, going with the dance. Blast it all, why did she have to fit so perfectly like this in his hold?

He just knew that grin of hers was now plastered all over her face.

[Leon]

William looked around him and saw a number of couples dancing slowly and grew a bit uneasy. He shook his head, sat up and closed his eyes.
Why did I come to this nightclub anyway? I didn't bring a date nor did I plan to meet one here...

He then opened his eyes and looked up to the band.
Oh yeah, that's right. I came here to listen to the band play.
William sighed and crossed his arms on the table so he can rest his head on them.

[Meryck]

Reg gently snuggled into the dance. Ran sputtered, blushed, and tensed briefly before relaxing again.

[Glyph]

"Are you--Are you insane?" Vesper stammered, wild-eyed.

Glyph grinned. "Sorry. All out."

Several bored clubbers were suddenly jerked back into the present when a loud yelp sounded from their end of the dance floor, and a VERY frantic bat was dragged into the middle of the room.

[Meryck]

Ran's head jerked up, a bit surprised. "What the--?" Reggie looked over, saw the spazzing of the bat, and promptly began laughing.

[Leon]

William didn't have to turn his head to see the bat spazzing out as he was dragged onto the dance floor.

Some people can be so ungrateful. At least someone wants to dance with him.

[Glyph]

Blushing, Glyph elbowed Vesper roughly once she was sure he wasn't going to make a dash back for the corner again.

"Will you quit it?" She snorted at his trembling hands and held out her own for him to take. "You're causin' a scene..."

Vesper stared at her, suddenly frozen.

"Me?" He spluttered incredulously, "You're the one who--"

He never got to finish--Glyph twirling him on the spot was enough to shut him up.

[Meryck]

Reg laughed even harder whle Ran slowly shook his head, pityingly. Poor bat.

[Glyph]

"D-dammit, Glyph!" Vesper tried to duck his head and dart away, but the most he managed was burying his face in her quills, muzzle aflame.

Glyph grinned. "Oh, suck it up, you big sissy. It's not so b-bad."

The bat frowned. Liar. He could feel her cheeks burning next to his ear--she was just as embarrassed as he was!

[Meryck]

Reg grinned and leaned into Ran, starting up the dance again. The demon sputtered, blushing crimson yet again, completely at the mercy of the young human.

Blasted little devil.

[Elf]

A slow song was not what the golden-haired, seeming-teenager had expected when walking into the club. He'd come here to dance, and to dance hard and fast...and what was more, he didn't have a date. A heavy weight materialized in his gut, a sinking feeling of longing. Seeing all the couples twirling on the dance floor--a grinning young lady held by a blushing young demon--a spluttering bat spun along by a devious hedgehog--made him think of only one thing: Satzuni. His Satzuni. While away from her home world, as he frequently had to be due to his job as Fate's go-for, it was all he could do not to pine for her...to not miss her silky raven hair, her soft, russet kitsune's ears and tail, and her warm, loving, bottomless silver eyes...her softness, her touch...

Will shook himself, squared his shoulders, and stepped into the crowd. No, he musn't fall into depression now; he had to keep his spirits up. That's why he had come to this club, after all.

Eyes of liquid gold fixed on the band members, studying each of them from afar, weighing his options. Will also noticed the myriad of technical equipment behind the band; not all of that was needed to mix a live band...maybe other forms of music were possible?

That's when he saw him. Dr. Dre headphones were practically a mark of the trade, and a black fox sitting at a table near the stage had a pair of Dre headphones around his neck, under a mane of dreadlocks. A grin stretched the teenager's face; he sauntered over and exchanged a few words with the DJ.

The dreadlocked DJ made his way up to the stage just as the band finished their slow song. The fox passed a few friendly words with the band, who stepped off the stage to grab a drink. Will's blood began to race as the DJ assumed his position at the stage's main turntables. Here it comes.

The music swelled, blaring through the club and inviting--no, pulling--its patrons onto the dance floor. That was Lady Gaga alright--techno tones and vocals as rich as toffee apple pounded through the air. Will's eyes fluttered shut.

"Some girls won't dance to the beat of the track...
She won't walk away, but she won't look back.
She looks good, but her boyfriend says she's a mess,
She's a mess, she's a mess, now the girl is stressed,
She's a mess, she's a mess, she's a mess she's a mess..."

It didn't take long for the dance floor to fill with people who dug this type of music over slow songs, and Will was among the first. The music had already dominated his mind two measures after the main beat swelled into life. He shimmy-slid onto the floor, eyes half-closed, and threw his lanky form into a Michael-Jackson spin just as the chorus began.

"Baby loves to dance in the dark
'Cause when he's lookin' she falls apart
Baby loves to dance in the dark..."

His feet acquired a mind of their own, turning him about with a Rave step, an energetic amalgamation between the Running Man and the Melbourne Shuffle. His hands twitched as if he longed to do Liquid with an LED on each fingertip.

As the second verse swelled, Will's movements began to smooth and even out, going into something of a freeform style. His turning and bopping seemed to take on Michael Jackson and Justin Timberlake overtones, with a Billy Jean pigeon-toed stance-throw and a Rock Your Body collar-pop distinctly thrown into the melange.

"Run, run her kiss is a vampire grin
The moon lights a way while she's howlin' at him
She looks good, but her boyfriend says she's a tramp
She's a tramp, she's a vamp, but she still does her dance
She's a tramp, she's a vamp, but she still kills the dance..."

The Homunculus's mind dissolved into the beat. Now this was what he'd come here for.

((Song is here.))

[Meryck]

((OOC: Damn you and your awesomeness. XD))

Ran breathed a sigh of relief. Oh, thank God. There would be no more ways for her to humiliate him on the dancefloor, no more ways to get absolutely intoxicated on her....

Had the woman he loved been anyone that was not Reggae Alastor.

Her grin had widened even moreso and, before he knew it, she had yoinked him into a firey, lighthearted dance. He sputtered, blushed, and sighed before obliging her, matching her grace for grace.

He should have seen it coming.