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#Adrasteia – June 6, 2016
Yan Sun sits back up properly and looks over at Jessica's arm before shaking her head. "No... I think it would take. I can find out. There's no ink. Just... just tech." She reaches for the wine bottle, taking it from her grip and lifting it to her lips. After just a a quick sip a thought hits her, and she reconsiders, putting it down on the table. Her gaze wanders over to the holographic 'window', and a moment later she climbs out (Tyranniac)
of the booth over the table, going up to it and looking out at the dancing crowd with a faint smile. (Tyranniac)
Jessica remains seated for a few moments longer, watching Yan Sun scramble over the table. Her gaze is drawn right back to her burned arm and she lets out a small sigh. Scooping up the bottle of wine from the table with her left hand, she slides out of the booth and follows Yan Sun back over to the window. Gripping the bottle tightly in her fist, she takes a quick sip and reaches over Yan Sun's shoulder, pressing her knuckles against (Dante)
the window. The bottle clanks softly against it as well, causing small wave-like ripples to drift from the points of impact. Her eyes close as she presses her forehead against the back of Yan Sun's hair, enjoying the faint muffled sound of the music, amplified by the vibration felt through the 'window'. Her right hand snakes around Yan Sun's waist. "Mmm... Is-.... Is worth a shot." she says, presumably in regards to the (Dante)
omni-tattoo, although her slightly slurred speech makes it apparent that slugging back a bunch of wine probably wasn't the brightest of moves. (Dante)
Yan Sun leans her head to the side, brushing her cheek against Jessica's arm as she looks out at the colorful crowd, and feels the music pulsating through the building. "I used... used to just sit and watch. Before I worked up the nerve to make a fool of myself. It was-... I liked... watching. I do still. Right? Everyone enjoying themselves. So much... life." She lets out a faint sigh, her small smile manifesting again as she puts (Tyranniac)
her hand on the arm Jessica has wrapped around her, running up and down it as she observes. "It's-... It's nice. You know? Different people. Different goals. Different... problems. All there-... all here, to feel the same beat. Dance. Connect. ...and drink, I guess." she continues, her voice a bit distant. (Tyranniac)
Jessica opens her eyes, tilting her head to the side to peer out through the window over Yan Sun's shoulder. She gives a slow nod as Yan Sun speaks. "Mmmm. Was always so much conflict in Adrasteia." she finally says. "So many problems. Not here though." she continues with a shake of her head, "Just music and dancing and drinking." she agrees. A small chuckle escapes her, "Okay, maybe was some conflict here. But-... but normal (Dante)
conflict, mmm? A fight every now and then. But no guns. No being-... being scared of getting shot, mmm?" she sways slightly, whether due to her intoxication or an intentional attempt to move to the music unclear. "Is a place I can just turn off my brain. Just dance and not worry about anything." she adds, but quickly crosses her left arm in front of Yan Sun and takes a sip of the wine from over her shoulder before placing her (Dante)
fist back against the window. "Not that I am one to worry!" she quickly corrects as she gulps down her mouthful of gross wine, "But-.... but if I was-...." (Dante)
Yan Sun listens in silence to Jessica, kissing her arm when she reaches across to drink from the bottle. At her final correction she snickers slightly and lets out a quiet hum. "Mmh... of course not! You-... you'd never worry." Her giggle is muffled as she moves her head to press her lips against Jessica's arm again. "You're still drinking the 'gross wine'..." (Tyranniac)
Jessica right arm tightens around Yan Sun's waist as she gives her a squeeze. "Is gross thousand-credit wine! Big difference from just gross wine!" she explains. As the song changes, Jessica uses her grip on Yan Sun to turn her around so the two are facing one another. "Is good song." she announces, pressing Yan Sun back against the window, "Feel it...?" The hard thumps of the music reverberate throughout the 'window' vibrating all (Dante
across Yan Sun's back with each beat. Jessica leans back and takes one last long swig of the wine, causing a deep grimace to return to her face as she empties the bottle and drops it to the ground. It clanks a few times, falling onto its side and rolling a few feet before coming to a stop. "There!" she exclaims with a big, drunken grin, "No more gross wine, mmm?" Her hand once again reaches over Yan Sun's shoulder and she (Dante)
presses her palm flat against the glass, gaze down towards the floor as her head bobs to the rhythm. (Dante)
Yan Sun is quite clearly amused by Jessica's determination to finish the expensive wine, but as she's spun around her focus shifts. Her gaze wanders over her face for a while, her smile never wavering. She leans her head back against the display, planting her palms against it as well as she closes her eyes, feeling the beat thumping through her body. "Mmm..." she says before opening her eyes, grinning. "So why are we drinking gross (Tyranniac)
Jessica cocks an eyebrow at Yan Sun, her gaze moving from her to the dancefloor through the two clear displays that separates them from it. "On the other side of the fence, the grass is always more green. But maybe living is about more than the color that is seen. Mmmm? Maybe I just want to try it on for size for once." She glances over to the bottle of empty wine on the floor, frowning momentarily before her gaze drifts back to Yan (Dante)
Sun. "I don't think it fit too well." she decides, leaning in and pressing a hard, passionate kiss on Yan Sun's lips out of the blue. As she pulls back, she grins and nods to the window. "Let's dance!" (Dante)
Yan Sun furrows her eyebrows in confusion, unable to immediately decipher what Jessica is saying. "Huh-..." she's caught off-guard by the kiss, but eagerly returns it, leaning after Jessica as she pulls away. Her grin widens and she nods, pushing off from the wall. "You should... maybe you should be a poet." (Tyranniac)
Jessica snorts loudly. "Should be!?" she asks, with a tone of mock offense. "I am a poet, kitty cat. You didn't notice!?" She grips Yan Sun by the wrist and starts towards the door, deciding to just leave her discarded bottle on the floor. As the door slides open, the music instantly becomes much louder, although the second wall separating them from the dance floor still drowns some of it out. Jessica spins around once she's in the (Dante
hall, raising her free hand as her other glides from Yan Sun's wrist to her hand and she interlocks her fingers, hips already beginning to sway to the music. "Is good, yes!?" she shouts over the music as she continues to back down the hall towards the door, "The song, I mean!" (Dante)
Yan Sun follows Jessica's lead, out of the room and down the hall. She soon starts to move to the music as well, mostly bobbing her head so far. She nods at the question, glancing out at the dancefloor through the display. "It is! It's-.. it's different! From what's on Earth! I like it!" (Tyranniac)