Charles Patricius

"Of course! I wasn't going to let you go without at least the autograph. What kind of monster do you take me for?" Hiruko asked. His distraction was proving successful. Maybe he'd call in a favor for all the effort later, as if any such things were necessary at all. With Kama still having questions and Miko more than immersed in the starting song, Hiruko figured he could easily keep the white-haired one's mind occupied with some answers. "It's not usually in 'exchange' for anything. Call it a mark of willingness. For example..." Hiruko lowered his tone there, as to avoid interrupting the music. Those who could hear him from that moment forward would be, under normal circumstances, only Kama and Kyoka... though he knew Miko had some ridiculous ears on her. "Let's say you're fine with me slipping it in you right now. You'd have to present the hole to put it in, right? If you have someone's panties thrown your way, you officially know they're no longer wearing any. Easy access. As for flashing... well, that one's probably obvious. Whose attention can't you get with a nice pair on display like that?"

"Ooh, she said 'We can do whatever you waaant~♪
You could fuck me in the back of your caaar'!♫
But I won't ever get to stay with her~
'Cause all I ever had was one day with her!♫
Ooh, think her boyfriend might be Christian Dioooor~♪
I'm getting feelings that I didn't befooore!♫
And all I wanna do is stay with her~
But I know all I have is one day with her!♫"

While the first hook of a top Chase song wound down, Jin was at the bar counter selecting a new playlist between customers. By the time there were only a few tabs left in need of closing for the current line, he settled on something by the popular Museion ─ a favored list for Ladies' Night at this, and many other bars across the world. With that on, Jin went about dealing with the final few customers. All that would be left in the bar then, were the group of five and a handful of others littering the establishment. Last call had a real chance of coming early, it seemeed. . .

Hiruko was apparently not a monster, and had at least gotten the girl in question an autograph. She supposed she'd be taking that with her if nothing else, and enjoying the music though not nearly to the same extent as the little brown haired girl who'd climbed into Dreameater's lap. By Kyoka's own standards that was a bold move, but maybe that was where the small shy types shined? it was definitely something to think about... Well, not immediately as the lessons he'd been giving all day seemed to also apply to Kama. Her questions weren't being directly answered by Miko who claimed she could hear her... odd but she was also fully absorbed in the music. She'd seen similar behavior from her mother before and knew she'd have to sort through actual responses and simple reactions, if their conversation carried on. Luckily enough Hiruko had more practical responses and even lowered his voice. "Sou ka... that's useful, arigatou gouzaimasu, Hirrun~" Kama mentioned, though she was still looking up and around like she could see something no one else could. "Here," she offered her hand to Hiruko to share with him her current visuals. If he took her hand he'd see the shifting waves, in the form of a neutral colored light which would change with the emotions of the songs along with the waves. Kama wouldn't know it, but it'd look much like one of those older equalizers but not in a form of magic she'd ever understood, as it also wrapped around the entirety of the space with Mitchel at its center. And he appeared as an empty black hole, cracked around the edges and shattering as it went outward. It was good to know her gestures and other such things had more solid basis to work from. At the same time, the hook of this song seemed to be garnering proper attention. Actually the words in the song were a bit depressing but the feeling had it seeming to Miko like the grand adventure. It should have been the start of something great, but it had so many limitations implied it felt like the setup for a tragedy instead, "Damnit, this song is so good, but I hate this girl..." Miko uttered softly. Mitchel didn't deserve that kind of feeling and even with just this... the context of his more recently recorded song was making Miko's skin crawl.

While one set of music was smooth, the other became that of upbeat club music. Lyrics were hyper and the beat was something which seemed to lead all the women at the table to gentle movements. By the time the explanation was done and the music was on properly. "Yo! I love this song.... girl makes killer mixes~" Reina said her hips shifting gently in her seat. "Yeah, I feel like I've heard that voice somewhere before..." mused Saori could couldn't quite place that high pitched note, but knew she'd heard it recently. "Everyone knows Museion... and I've loved this song for ages~" Nozomi mentioned. "She means it makes her horny, and same by the way~" Rangiku added. As if to further encourage this, Nozomi was shifting around the table and going to dance. "Call your friend if I survive. I might be trying to double up today I can feel it!~" Nozomi claimed as she found herself dancing with Rangiku that top of hers being shifted about as her drunk self rather suddenly became topless. "And she's back~" Rita commented while watching the original pair do that.

"Anytime, Sakucchi. Just know those kinds of gestures don't have to be reserved for concerts and the like, yeah? In all honesty, any guy would like that kind of gesture from the right girl~" he flirted with a wink. Now that he knew the reason for Sakura's strange bouts of ignorance, he'd gladly educate her on the intricacies of humankind in the modern era. What he once thought was an old-school Kyoto girl or something of the sort was seeming more like an Edo period princess from a fantasy series. That was doable. Ah, but he'd soon have something else to manage. An offered hand from Kama, once taken, let Hiruko see a form of lightshow he hadn't seen in over a decade. Silently did he have to observe, lest Kyoka be made privy to things she needn't know. Even so, there was a sparkle in his eyes upon witnessing how magic could manifest.

"Only time she listens, when the cash talks!♪
Molly, Percocets, we were screamin' mask off! No─♫
With no perception of time, it's almost quarter-to-five,
I had to hop in and drive♫

Baby woah~♫

I might crash it! I can count a hundred thousand dollars worth of damage!♪
Dolce & Gabbana, whole interior was fabric♪
She's always hiding in designer, 'cause her dad left!♫

She said─

Oooh! She said 'We can do whatever you waaant~♪
You could fuck me in the back of your caaar'!♫
But I won't ever get to stay with her~
'Cause all I ever had was one day with her!♫
Oooh, think her boyfriend might be Christian Dioooor~♪
I'm getting feelings that I didn't befooore!♫
And all I wanna do is stay with her~
But I know all I have is one day with her!♫"

Jin switching to a new playlist hadn't even resulted in a full song before things took a most interesting turn. By the time he finished with those final few customers at the counter, he and others were taking note of the movements happening at that one table. Five attractive women moving to the beat of a good song would get anyone's attention, so most paid it little to no mind. Jin, however, was more observant than most. That vegan woman was a dangerous sort. After only a little while, she was up and initiating dance with the one called Rangiku. Before any rational person could have known any better... Nozomi's top was pulled overhead. Even Jin wasn't sure how to react to something like that, but the other patrons had yet to realize what was happening.

Kama shared her visuals while nodding her understanding and surprisingly enough kept up her own studies. "Mm-hm, I'll keep it in mind~" she offered freely. "Box it..." uttered Miko as he picked up an idea of a thing to use in general, she wouldn't be one to leave important information behind either. Though the more important thing in the moment was the music being sang in front of her. What she felt was a story of fun, bright pinks and purples and yellows flashed in the spectrum as Mitchel sang of the days worth of fun, of the recklessness of youth, crashing cars and the like. Kama continued to watch the waves and understood the parts of the song which made sense, the feelings behind them were simple enough though the extra depth was something she'd only come to understand in the last few days. Still, how did his soul get into such a pitiable state, how did this girl walking away from him cause this much damage? Was it a simple matter of her allowing the transfer of that depth in the first place and then cutting him off completely? 'The song seemed so hopeful except for the last bits... how did he end up, so broken? Does emotional investment not being nurtured really go that far? It can't have been that long...' Kama mentally questioned compiling a list to ask of Miko in the near future. "Why would you warn him but give him all that hope... ugh," Miko couldn't help her discontent. She was now pouting, not even for her own sake but on behalf of a friend who definitely didn't deserve this kind of treatment. Mitchel was odd, direct and very 'rock star lifestyle'... but he'd always been nice to her, she hated his suffering.

Speaking of suffering, the last call at the bar was suffering something which would eventually have a name. For now though it could be called drunkness and music. As a song started the former danger of their friend group became more obvious. Though many patrons were already done for the night and on their way to closing tabs. Rita and her friends only seemed to be getting more lively as time went on. Rangiku couldn't have been more excited, the return of Nozomi to full form had taken the better part of their meal but here she was, dancing half naked shirt in hand. "Goddamn I missed my best friend~" Rangiku mentioned triumphantly. Their combined movements seemed to be doing just enough, keeping Nozomi from direct view but also basically flashing the bartender periodically. Yes, apparently this was a dance, most timeless.Reina looked up from her fried skewers while sipping her own drink and shook her head. "Gikushi is enabling Nono... the cycle continues and this is why I never invite ya'll to my work place~" she asserted. Still, she'd meet up with them from time to time just to catch a break. "And this is why I'm always sitting on the outside of the table, in case anyone decides to be brave, you lot can't be trusted by yourselves," Saori mentioned. But if it was considered the right way, Saori's violent tendencies were also enabled by this sort of group behaving this way, "I'm really happy we're all back together... this is great to see. I needed it~" Rita mentioned happily. Even if they got kicked out of some place or had to pay for something she'd always be happy to see all of her friends having a good time in whatever way they preferred.

Some low chatter continued in the control room as the song continued. Takao remained entirely silent, merely listening to one of Mitchel's most familiar songs. Miko had quite a bit to say, though, so he'd eventually chime in. "It's been the same story for five years. He says one day here, but... yeah. Anyway, he never got over it," he explained of the other male's conundrum.

"I could live forever and a day with her!♪
I don't want to live it if it ain't with her!♫
I could go up out to outer space with her!♪
All I need is one more day with her!♫"

Finally, the song Her was reaching its conclusion. The instrumental mellowed, Mitchel's breathing slowed, and the outro came in a singing voice that could easily be considered a long sight.

"Ooooh! She's always been running from looove~♪
'Cause daddy didn't give her enough~♫
But I can make the pain better!♪
All I need is one more day with her~♫"

And so, the song was done. Sad though it was, Mitchel seemed relatively upbeat in its final moments. Maybe the drugs were to blame. Regardless, he gave a bow and leaned into the microphone again, staring through the window at a trio of fine women with varied expressions. "I'm not used to the groupies being so quiet. No panties, no tits? Ta, get in here! Let's drop another new one!" he urged. Well, the plan all along had been to record for the new album. "As long as you're back, I'm down. I feel like─" In the middle of Takao's speech, Mitchel shook his head vigorously. "Nonono fuck, I got it! Drop one for that thing ─ the sick beat! I'll give 'em something new," Mitchel said, prompting Takao to shake his head and start a new instrumental.

All the while, Jin was running a few final numbers and moving on to clean glasses. He'd be doing that while leaning against the bar and... naturally, watching a topless Nozomi dance around, shirt in hand and conveniently hidden from others by her equally mobile friend. The amount he was able to see even seemed purposeful, so of course he was going to watch with equivalent intent. 'Signed up for five. Didn't know turning the bar into a strip club would be included for free. Guess I'll cancel their whole tab,' he thought, already making plans based on things yet to finish happening.

The song was one which wasn't necessarily hype, but that didn't mean anyone was unmoved. Just the same, Miko got the extra information from Takao as the song was winding down even though she was currently pouting while taking what had once been a very normal perch for herself. "Five years... of course he didn't get over it. How do you start something that way and string someone along like that?" Miko earnestly didn't get it. Kama had something to say, and it was low enough that she could have been talking to Hiruko, but while he might have picked them up, the context was whispered for Miko's sake. "He won't make it to seven. His soul is shattering and is calling for sustenance unavailable to fill it... so it just gets deeper and more intense," she clarified for the other girl magically. "it's technically not unlike what you were doing to yourself before... and what could happen between the pair of you if you put up a similar line between you..." Kama gave that warning sincerely. Miko wouldn't purposefully hurt anyone, and it was true she knew what longing did to a soul as she'd done it to herself. 'Still, it's normal. Five years and he's almost destroyed himself from a single transfer and three hundred and she'd only just begun to show signs of damage... I can assume that wasn't a purposeful act from her... maybe for the bigger thing resting in her soul though?' Kama couldn't help but be curious. Kama's words were indeed heard by Miko but she took them in and pouted deeper. She didn't enjoy being called out but understood the words just the same, "Box it..." she commented. Only to hear the final words of the song, "Ugh, she doesn't deserve him!" Miko sounded almost petulant, but that much was to be expected. She truly wasn't fond of people treating others so badly.

At the same time, it seemed a new song was up, the energy of the room felt wrong to Mitchel and thus he proposed a new song, only to change his mind about including Takao in it, even before he was properly able to move Miko off his lap. "Is this what stimming looks like for other people? I see 'Mi' in this kind of activity..." Miko said managing only to avoid looking like a child due to the boobs she now had to cross her arms under to be comfortable. "Wait, I get to see a fresh song, awesome!~" Kyoka was happy at least. Kama for her part in this was interested in the act of 'composing' as Miko had put it. "Sou ka..." she murmured. Perhaps a bit more outward showing would be in order... well, they'd find out when the next song began.

Meanwhile, a bartender was taking note of a strip show in the back of his bar. The corner table had two dancing ladies of opposing hair color dancing just close enough to be flashing the bartender periodically without actually appearing as completely naked for the rest of the bar. Saori for her part in this could only shake her head. Perhaps she was actually being too hard on the kids of 30 year old, women couldn't get their lives together for a normal outing. Oh well, that look was noted by Reina who finished her plate only to look to Rita... "Are you going to want to dance too? As long as you promise not to throw my hip out I'll dance with you~" she claimed in a joking manner. "Oi oi, I don't like other girls that much... but I was planning to relax a bit until we needed to pay the tab~" claimed Rita. All the while the song would eventually have to shift to another one which also seemed just as upbeat. If nothing else a group of dancing women would definitely keep the bartender occupied. Especially with Rangiku just casually flashing a nice red lace thong from beneath that loose skirt she was wearing, ever the artful one to make sure to remain mostly unseen though reasonably enticing.

Words shared at a whisper by Kama were indeed heard by Hiruko. He knew she was speaking in magical terms and assumed those words were in response to Miko. Still, he took in all information that could be potentially useful in his own future. He was going to get involved with all this magical stuff, after all. "You're really a well of information, Sakucchi. How long would it take to drink you dry?" he flirted jokingly, whispering even lower than before to avoid Kyoka's ear. At the same time, Takao was scoffing in response to another statement from Miko. "You wish you could be that tame," he stated. Just then, Mitchel began speaking. "Got the vibe. Let's see if we can hype it up enough to get bitches' panties flyin' and titties swingin'!" he announced as the music started fresh.

"Hours lost...

Ooooh, yeah~♪

Wasting my time in the hills... Yeah~♪
I'm wasting my time with these pills again, baby~♫
Wasted and trying to heal, yeah... Mm-mmm~♪
So tell me how the fuck to feel now~!♫"

Suddenly, the beat intensified. With that, Mitchel snatched the microphone from its place and stepped back from all other equipment. He was bouncing with the beat, moving around in the recording booth as if he were performing live on stage.

"I'm back out on exhibit!♪
Back up on my feet, I feel the traction, let me kill it!♫
Had to go to rehab to establish my commitments, yeah!♪
No religion, still─
Cynical, but I cycle through optimism, shit!♫
Breeeathe in, had to find a way to stop the bleeeeding~♫
All of your chemicals I beliiiieved in~♫
Left me for dead without any reeeeasons~♫"

As the first song of a playlist drew closer to its end, Jin became less and less invested in cleaning glasses. It didn't take much for him to start wiping out a tumbler that no longer needed cleaning. In fact, he'd all but given up completely on looking down at it, even occasionally. Nozomi wasn't the ideal one of those five to see topless, but Jin was a practical enough guy to appreciate any pair of tits that had some plumpness to them. By the time he'd also been given a cheeky glance under Rangiku's skirt, that tumbler was set down so Jin could fully lean against the counter and focus on... far more important things. With two others looking like they would become more mobile as well, Jin only became curious. 'This a special grab bag or something? Wonder if everybody's got something different over there,' he mused in the confines of his own mind.

Sakura was a well of information, she knew a great many things, even though her life had been relatively short. But she also had the combined knowledge base of all six of her parents and what she learned from them directly. The cheeky words of Hiruko about her nature made her smile. That soft whisper just for her ears would get a surprisingly cheeky answer from her, "Oh? How much time you got?~" she answered back just as much flirt implied. Still it left her mouth so smoothly that Miko congratulated her in that spaced out way she did, "That was a good one. Saku-chan's gone native~" she murmured seemingly about nothing at all. Meanwhile she questioned the activities of Mitchel and got in return a semi-joking reply from Takao. He'd been around her quite a bit so his take probably wasn't wrong but that didn't mean she wanted to hear it. She pouted immediately, tilting her head so she could look at him with her puffy and upset face. "Meanie! You could have let it slide... I know how bad I am," she scoffed childishly before the next song started. Still, Mitchel's sexualized words kept going. Ah but the music started, how was this supposed to be a song that enticed...

"Wait, I really like this..." Miko commented as the beat dropped and the tone shifted. From Kama's perspective, the colors changed to ones which were moving around excitedly in burst. Warm oranges, yellows and golds. From the perspective of Kyoka by the time Mitchel grabbed the microphone she was bouncing too. Kama for her part in this couldn't help the movement of her body either, it was like she simply had to follow along with the feeling. "Oh? It moves the body too?~" Kama sounded excited about the development. "Real music moves you~" Miko commented to the girl. Ah, and Miko wasn't just zoned in completely. Her body was moving on its own bouncing to the beat as well. Too bad she'd forgotten she was occupying a lap one which she hadn't in quite a while. She had the body to go along with those movements now, and was shifting around already skimpy clothing as she bounced along to the music too. She was entranced so much so that those little circular movements of her hips weren't even something she actively thought about, nor was the fact that she was occupying the lap of another person.

As the first song in the bar switched and there were two already dancing. Another two were beginning to look antsy. Not one to be able to stay too still, Reina finally got up, making sure she wouldn't be blocking the other two. As the music switched Rita looked anxious. That voice and those words got her hot and bothered and made her want to move her hips too... "You may as well go ahead... we all know I'll talk to Jin-san if it's necessary~" Saori said, and by the time she did, Reina was holding out her hand to Rita. Their body movements didn't involve getting naked, no, they were just moving to a new beat. But with the words carrying them up, arms would be going up in the air, and artfully grabbing on the other woman in front of them. The bar became a dance club so quickly Saori could only watch and smirk. There had once been a time, where this group were sneaking her into places and she ended up posted by an exit because... well, a topless Nozomi was still flashing Jin, and Rangiku would shaking her body. Reina had started moving her own body and Rita had taken to slow grinding against her and as the smaller of the pair, Reina couldn't help but take advantage of the height difference, leaning in directly to make out with the other woman while molesting her, and making sure that Jin got a full set of looks. "Shameless~ I was wrong the young ones are par for the course~" Saori admitted her hands up. Perhaps she'd apologize to them at some point. But presently she was watching winding movements and flexibility show from Reina whose legs split apart as she sunk in front of Rita before she easily made her way back into the standing position. And by the time she did, Rita was bent over at the waist and slow rubbing her hips against the other woman giving a peak down the front of her dress.

Whether it had anything to do with her form change or not, Kama was easily falling into the flow of things. Her flirts sounded a bit less unusual now, more... suave. "Honestly? I'm guessing it's nowhere near enough. That wouldn't stop me from trying~" he suggested. The same hand that had been holding Kama's moved then, sliding its way onto her rear instead. He noticed she was already starting to move along with the new song, and so was Kyoka for that matter. Well, he expected as much from her. All the while though, Takao was dealing with something unexpected. It was no surprise that Miko enjoyed this song. It was completely normal for her to move along with the music as well, but... Takao couldn't have expected such movements to happen in his lap with that body. For one who yapped about 'girl issues' earlier, she wasn't being very sensitive to the gender barrier here. A lap smothered by soft ass cheeks was the bane of any man's sanity, and having all those curves moving about in close proximity wasn't going to help at all. Why'd she have to be in his lap doing that? Signals were more mixed than ever before. As another lover of music, however... Takao was already subconsciously moving as well. His shoulders were bouncing naturally. By virtue of that, his lower body had some small amount of bound to it. In his mind though, Takao could only be grateful that she'd chosen the wrong side of his lap to sit on. . .

Mitchel saw the movements of everyone in the control room and felt satisfaction. This was closer to the type of energy he wanted to see. Speaking of the way he saw things, it looked as if Takao had a random groupie in his lap getting a bit frisky. With a wide grin, Mitchel waved one arm up and down, as if to endorse the hype as the pre-chorus began.

"I close my eyes and I paint in the dark... tracing lines~♪
Lost my focus, lost my drive~♫
... All this time~♫
... Lost my mind! Yuh!♫

Hours lost, we've been wasting time in the mountains!♪
Hours lost, we've been wasting time trying to count 'em, yeah!♫
I can see the hours fade away, yeah~♪
Just like how I'm faded every day, shit~♪
I was lost, almost took my life in the shower, fuck!♪
I was lost, abusing that money, sex, and power, baby!♫
Hours lost... Mm-mmm~♪
I was lost, if I said I wasn't, I'd be lying!♫"

Mitchel's performance was taking on a new edge ─ a more fiery portrayal of the usual depression. At his best, he sang of dark topics for the sake of building the crowd's energy. Elsewhere, another form of energy was building; rather, several forms were. Jin didn't care about the cleanup for this night anymore. If there was any cleaning to be done, he already preferred the idea of sweeping everything off the counter and replacing glassware with any number of the women he was now ogling. Just as he expected, two more rose to dance. Well... maybe it couldn't be called dancing as easily as it could be called foreplay. Grinding was inherently sexual to watch. Making out and groping in the middle of a dance was just pointed. Those two were so engrossed in each other, he wouldn't have been surprised to see them both on the floor before the song's end. Lo and behold, the tanned one did lower herself to the floor, in a split to boot. 'Might have inherited some of that dumb luck. God damn,' Jin thought, picking that glass up again just to fill it with pure scotch. 'Four out of five freaks. Them's winning numbers.'

Kama's understanding of language and her ease of flirtation was likely something which happened for two reasons. She had become more immersed in regular conversation with Hiruko and had been reborn through her interaction with Ajax. Both people were worldly by the normal modern standards, so she was able to more easily navigate the language. "Try, you might succeed~" Kama encouraged the man even arching her back, moving her ass into his moved hand. She seemed to be enjoying the attention and noted that music in the way it was presented in modern society was much better than she'd known it to be. Kyoka for her part in this was bouncing and because she was, she held a certain gravity given that large chest of hers. None here would be questioning her enjoyment of herself though. At the same time, those movements of Miko's weren't being discouraged, she wasn't even sure they would have been. Takao wasn't the type to make her stop enjoying herself, and even he was bouncing lightly to the song. His shoulders moved and so did his lap just a bit. A passing thought had Miko as she enjoyed the song and took the encouragement offered by Mitchel with a thumbs up and a tiny bit more vigor. "Whoa, keep talking like that and you'll end up with a bath buddy Mister. Just slipping in suicidal ideations like that..." Miko was almost pouting but the song was hype enough that she wouldn't stop moving.

While people danced more for an uplifted beat, a different set were busy enjoying a different sort of music. A thinly veiled innuendo was having women dancing, making out with each other and basically just putting on a show for the bartender of this particular establishment. It was obvious to Saori, that he'd long since given up on cleaning up anything and was now just watching the group be... well slutty in public. He was even having a drink, which Saori assumed would be his method of ending his night. "Saorin, you can't not dance all the time... everyone's gone come on~" Reina complained just a bit. She didn't come out to hang out with her bad girl friends to no have all the girls being bad together. "Fine..." Saori said finally standing, but she didn't approach the other women, no she walked up the bar instead flashing Jin a knowing smile. "Already drinking, might as well have a dance right... I can't go without a partner and you want a closer look?" she commented almost absently. The bar was more clear than it'd been even a moment before, this gorup had a habit of running the inhibited away, and she figured she might as well get a bit of the song out of the man before anything else happened. "Oi oi, should we let her do that? You know how she is... remember first year when she made that dude jizz his pants before we even left the club and he was too ashamed to even look anyone in the eye afterwards?" Nozomi recounted a tale from their early years, but that didn't matter. "Well, she basically said she had extra dick on speed dial. If anything bad happens we'll all just go home with you and tear up her option and purposefully not include that cuck of yours~" Rangiku offered knowing full well she wouldn't have fucked Nozomi's husband even on a slut day. "Careful... her hips are more dangerous than mine~" Rita gave the cautionary warning. All the while partners were being swapped to various effects by the ladies, as they kept attention all the while.