Due or Die Lounge
Elina pushed her way into the club, getting a bunch of remarks from them, hoping that Freyja was able to keep up in the crowed club. Flashing lights, noise level was high as everyone pretty much shouted to be heard over others and the music playing by the live band on stage.
Freyja barely kept up through the flashing lights, noise level, and crowds so thick she could practically swim through them. This was probably one of her most... unique experiences so far. "Ooookaayyy... this is.... different." she muttered to herself as she carefully avoided stepping on any ones toes, or getting too much attention. She couldn't even her herself as she talked, she had no idea how these people around her were able to stand it.
Elina glanced back at Freyja to se if she was keeping up. She adjusted her pace as she rudely forged a path through the crowd. People parted willingly at the sightless forceful nudge of those wanting to get through. Those that didn't move out of the way, She deftly moved around them, glaring at them, even if they was taller or bigger than she was. The crowd lessened a bit once they made it past the bar area of the lounge/club. "Name your poison!" Elina yelled at Freyja.
At the sound of 'name your poison' Freyja gulped and said "Uh, I've never actually... had alcohol before... suggestions?" She was understandably, pretty apprehensive about trying it for the first time in a crowded room, where the average blood alcohol content was probably high enough to kill most small mammals. But hey, this was supposed to be fun, right? If she loosened up a little and got used to it, it probably would be.
Elina nodded and got the attention of a passing waitress. She pointed to the volumetric display that was circling the walls above the patrons heads. Then she held up 4 fingers and pointed to Freyja. Then to herself six fingers. The waitress nodded and scurried off into the crowd. "I got it under control!" Smiling at Freyja, moving once again to the area that had tables to sit at. This was going to be funny to watch Freyja get sloshed for the first time
Freyja Stared after the waitress for a moment, and then looked back to Elina. "You sure this is a good idea?" she yelled over the music, and other people's yells. "I mean, I will hold you accountable for my actions!" She sat down and waited any ways, staring around the club in all its... seizure inducing light flashes.
Elina yelled back, "I got ya back covered!" Finding a table for them to sit at. It was like moving into an entirely new room. Yet they was still able to hear the music and the white noise of people yelling. It was due to the acoustic arrangement of the ceiling and the materials to line the it with. "Enjoying yourself, Freyja?" At a more level tone.
Freyja nodded, and said "A lot more now, its nice to be able to hear myself talk." Freyja took the moment of relative quiet to observe the club goers, most of whom were obviously drunk, or trying to take advantage of drunken club goers to take them home with them. "I guess how you could see this as being pretty fun, not really my style but I could get used to it."
Elina listened to Freyja, "Usually I'm the one on stage performing. Not out here in the crowds." Somehow the same waitress found them and served their drinks to them. Elina took care of the payment for the drinks and pressed her thumb to the KS card reader that the waitress carried with her. "Looking forward to your first assignment?" Once the waitress had taken off.
Freyja eyed her drink for a moment before palming it and looked back up to Elina. "Um, yeah, it'll be another interesting experience I guess, but right now everything is a unique experience to me, so as long as I live to remember them I'm okay with it." Freyja then looked back down and squinted at the beverage. "Uhh, down the hatch?" and she took a drink. And boy did that stuff burn. She managed to get the first gulp down, and spent a moment processing the first time she drank. "Okay, that's something new." She then took another drink from the cup, slowly getting used to the burning.
Elina, being an old hand at drinking, took smaller sips of her drink, allowing her body to deal with the alcohol out of habit. Making it look like she was devouring her drink at a faster rate than Freyja was. She relaxed back in her seat and looked over the other patrons. "Take a look at that dude?" Pointing to a guy sporting a multi-colored Mohawk greased to stand up in spikes running across the center of his skull. "You think I should do that? I think it would look good on you." Giving Freyja challenging smile.
She grinned at Elina's challenge, and said "Pfff, you kidding? It looks like the most ridiculous thing I've ever seen." Of course, she could already feel the effects of the alcohol somewhat, even with only half a glass. This was not going to end well. "Never, not in a million years, will you convince me to put rainbow spikes on my head. I like my normal, non colored hair." She took a few more drinks of the glass, finishing it surprisingly quickly, not letting her metabolism break it down. This was something she felt she should experience at least once, if only to swear to never do it again
Elina made another signal at random in the air, knowing the a camera would catch it and would be served another round of drinks. The guy with multicolored spikes approached the table. "Hey babes! Care for a spin on the floor?" Looking at the two of them, "I like your hair! Its the same as mine!" Looking at Elina.
Elina smiled at the guy, "Maybe later Dude! Catch us on the flip flop! We need a bit to get into the groove first. Long patrol." Watching him move off, pointing his finger at them two. As soon as the dude left, their drinks showed up. One for Freyja and another for Elina.
Freyja stared as Elina began talking with the rainbow hair guy. "What is this bizarre new language I hear?" She said with a joking laugh. "Okay, Rainbow hair? that's not bad. spikes? weird but okay, but if you put the two together, that's just too much." She took another drink and winced. "Of course, maybe that's just because I was trained to be a sneaky little blighter, rainbow spikes kind of clash with that whole image." at this point, she definitely felt a buzz, and was feeling the effects. She took another small sip of the drink, and wondered how someone could ever think rainbow spikes were a good idea. For some reason she was totally baffled by the idea.
"Oh? Your white hair stands out more than my rain bowed colored hair." Elina spoke conversationally. She sipped on her drink, enjoying the music of the band.
Freyja grinned as Elina said that. "Then explain how I can sneak through a whole military outpost, full of SAINT and infantry alike with my white hair? to top it off I had half of their key cards by the time I was caught." Seeing Elina's shocked expression, Freyja quickly added "My instructor told us to all sneak as far inside the complex as we could without getting caught, I came in second."
Elina was shocked with a serious trace of disbelief, but quickly recovered. "The spiked hair guy that was talking to us? I challenge you to get his KS card." This would be interesting to watch. She tossed back the remainder of her drink. "If you get his KS card, I will jump up on stage and perform one of my songs."
Freyja Looked back and tracked her challenge's movements. She bit her lip for a moment, and took a gulp of some liquid courage, and went past the point of no return, that point where regardless of whether or not you realize its stupidity, you do it any ways. "I'll be riiight back." she drawled for a moment, and disappeared into the crowd like a shadow. Obviously, that story she told had been somewhat exagerated, but even in her semi drunken stupor she made her way to the rainbow hair man mostly unseen and unnoticed.
Elina watched Freyja make her way through the crowded room. She had to nod at her prowess. But would she escape the notice of his buds that came and went. Specially one that had a sudden interest in Freyja. She winced as this wasn't going to turn out nicely. She stood up to go interfere with the dare before it turned ugly for Freyja.
Freyja, nearly completing her trek across the deadly dance floor, nearly reached the rainbow guy and was about to do the ol' bump into the mark and steal his stuff while apologizing, when some other random dude came up and started talking to her. She sat in stunned silence for a few moments, questioning how he noticed her when he practically answered the question himself by saying "I've got a real eye for sweet babes, and I've gotta say you must be one of the sweetest ones here."
Right then, this was going to be a problem to get away from. "oh um, hi..." She still couldn't help but blushing despite him also having the standard ridiculous club goer look going on. She took the moment to look back at Elina, a silent plea for help, along with some part of her finally realizing stealing some guy's card was probably an awful idea, thinking that she should probably abandoned the idea in favor of say, sitting down and talking like a normal person.
Elina was already moving towards Freyja. Easing herself through the crowed room. Coming up besides Freyja, Elina put her arm around Freyja shoulder a bit possessive, glaring around her at the males. She yelled above the noise, "I leave you for a second and off you scoot! I thought we had something special happening!" Gently trying to move Freyja back to their table. It gave the guy making his move on Freyja pause. Hopefully to allow them to return back to their table. "I owe you a performance!" Willing to concede the challenge.
Freyja, despite its near impossibility, got even redder when Elina's solution to the problem came up, her face nearly as red as her eyes now. "Uh, yeah, I think that'll be nice." She wasn't sure how she felt about Elina's solution herself, but it seemed to work, and the punker went back to his group of buddies, which included rainbow hair among a few others. "Yeah, I feel like that was a really dumb idea" she said as the pair made it back to the table.
Elina gave a sigh of relief as they settled in their seats. She scooted closer to Freyja to keep the act up to prevent the Punkers showing them more interest. But it didn't work as the group of them made their way to their table. "Yeah! Ladies give us a performance!"
Elina scowled, then smiled brightly, "Of course! Just get me and my friend here onstage!" Standing up just as the group grabbed them both, hoisting them above their shoulders.
Freyja was equal parts shocked into doing nothing, and horrified at the prospect of being one of the two to preform on the stage. "Uh I'm not really a-" But what little voice she could muster was drowned out by the music, and the sound of her being tossed onto the stage.
The Punkers bowled their way through the crowd towards the stage, yelling, "Gangway!" Make a hole!" "Move it pansy!" Reaching the foot of the stage, tossed the both of them onto the stage with the band. "Yay! Let the ladies perform!" began the chant as others joined in around them.
Elina smiled at one of the band members as he pointed to a spare guitar. Stage whispering to Freyja, "Just follow my lead, yell anything that comes to your mind!" Moving to grab the guitar off the stand and putting it on to play. Hitting a few warm-up rifts as she moved back next to Freyja. She began to make the electric guitar sing. She would bump into Freyja to signal her to start yelling as she played. This was a punk rockers club after all.
Freyja took a breather and started calculating the notes that Elina would probably be playing. She has sung before but not spectacularly well, but there's no time like the present to learn how to swim, or sink like a stone. Being a complete light weight certainly helped. She grinned and, started singing to the beat.
Elina was amazed at the creativity of Freyja. Even her stage fright caused just the right amount of stutter that drove the Punkers wild as they began to mosh-pit type of dancing, slamming into each other. Elina making the guitar sing and wail and scream and the band adlibbing along with the two girls. One by one the group of Punkers faded into the crowd pleased with themselves. Elina ate up the cheering, as she performed, even letting the crowd catch even better glances of her atomy.
Elina seeing Freyja floundering, gave her a motion to exit the stage by by the side access. She smiled as Freyja gave her a smile of relief and fled the stage to safety and the quietness of the backstage area. Elina finished up the set to the wild screaming of the impromptu performance. She soon joined Freyja backstage. "Weeeeeeee! That was fun!" with a wide goofy grin of pure pleasure and being high on the adoration of the crowd.
Freyja was a bit jittery from the whole experience, bouncing on the balls of her feet. She had probably one of the biggest smiles on her face as Elina came back to join her. "Woo!" Was the only thing she could get out before she gave Elina a hug, and the backed off in a bout of self consciousness. "Um, That was... pretty fun." But she was quickly deciding at that moment, that letting herself get drunk was probably something that wasn't going to happen again.
Soyakaze quarters
At some point or another, the rest of that expedition a complete smear in terms of how well she could recall it, Freyja had some what recovered from the adventure, finding herself in her room, along with her new outfit, instrument, and various other items. All except the purse. which had her service pistol. "Oh... crap."
Elina made her way off the Soyokaze, after making sure Freyja made it back to the ship safely. Then it dawned on her that Freyja had left her purse at the club. She rushed through the station to the club only to find it had closed for cleaning and restocking. "Oh crap!" She looked both ways, but the area still had it stragglers. Reaching into another hidden pocket, and pulling out her picks.. Remembering the back door to the club, Elina made her way to it.. Seeing it blocked open for the clean up crew and the stock handlers. She slipped in amongst them. She made her way to the now quiet main room of the club. She spied Freyjas purse with an employee. There would be noway she could retrieve it. She felt bad that Freyja would get raked over the coals when the proper authorities got their hands on it and what was inside of it.
She sighed and advanced on the unlucky employee who would be facing a SAINT operative. Switching out the lock-picks for her Official Identity, she got the employees attention. "Miss." Flashing her SAINT ID, "That purse is mine and I'd like it back now." With a a soft menace undertone to her voice. Seeing the flash of fear dart across the employees face as she handed the purse over to her. "Thank you." Giving the waitress a smile and fled the club with Freyja purse, weapon, and other important document.
